Bikram Yoga A to Z: I for Intention

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What does it mean to set your intention? And why is it so important?
intentionIntention is simply what we plan to do — or who we want to be. We set intentions in our lives every day without even thinking about it. When our alarm clocks go off our intention is to get out of bed and start the day. We get to work and our intention is to teach a great class, or make a sale, or complete a project. In our relationships we set intentions by how we spend time and energy. All these are often done almost unconsciously. We don’t necessarily ask ourselves every morning: “Why am I getting out of bed and going to work?” But maybe we should.

Bikram yoga is a practice that encourages us to be mindful of our intentions. Simply getting to class is one declaration of intent. Class is your opportunity…

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Bikram Yoga A to Z: H for Hips

One of the great advantages of living in London is the wealth of yoga teachers we have leading the community here. Paul is one of the very, very best. If you have ever practiced under a particular teacher and thought “yeah, he was born to do this”, then you will have found someone of Paul’s calibre. Read his blog, it is informative and to the point, just like his classes.

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Thanks to Cazbaz for this question/suggestion:

I’ve recently been told I have one hip higher than the other – just minutely – but it’s the cause of a lot of discomfort I’ve been having and am interested to research what I should concentrate on to rebalance if possible. Any tips appreciated.

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Hip alignment is crucial to keeping your skeletal system in good health. Asymmetries can lead to tension and nagging injuries over time. Obviously, the first thing to do is see your GP if you’re pain or have an acute injury. Once you have the all-clear to practice Bikram it’s time to focus on strengthening the muscles around the hip and loosening tight muscles and tendons.

Muscle imbalance frequently causes injury. For example, if you focus on stretching your just your hamstrings it can make for tight hip flexors that pull on your pelvis and lead to misalignment. During the…

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Protection

“I stand in front of you. I feel the force of the blow.” – Massive Attack, Protection

I’ve been in love twice in my life and both times we were bezzies before we were lovers. (“Lovers”! Ick!)

The first time we broke up because our backgrounds and our futures were so entirely different, and we were young and still growing; and didn’t realise what we had; and disrespected our relationship with drugs and looking elsewhere.

But there was a time we would have done anything for each other and we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together and I believed that he was the most flawed yet all-round beautiful thing I had ever held.

The second time we broke up because he developed a profound mental illness and neither of us knew how to live without control over that; or how to recapture the trust in our future together; and he needed to get out and I needed to protect myself.

But I believe he was the most flawed yet all-round beautiful thing I have ever held and I would still do almost anything for him.

Sometimes I think that my story since then can be summed up as the need to protect oneself being stronger than the need to live.

Everyone has a heartbreak sob story. Boo hoo. Mine happened too late in my life and too early in the history of popular culture to become a reason to audition for X Factor. Thankfully. I guess.

But still, it anchored itself so deeply in my core and fibre that it became a form of paralysis.

Chief among my motivations, had I only known it, was that I should make no sudden movements for fear of getting cut again on a jagged edge. Life is a nightmare when you can’t locate the wound let alone stem the bleeding.

So far, so self-indulgent.

Why is this relevant to a blog about my personal experience of bikram yoga? Perhaps it’s not relevant at all. Perhaps nothing is irrelevant. Perhaps I am putting this down here because I have to let it go. (“Let go”! Ick!) Perhaps this blog is a safe place in the same way the hot room is supposed to be a safe place. (And this is a totally separate issue but before the recent rape allegations I would not have used “probably” in that sentence.) Perhaps the changes I see in the hot room mirror scare me ‘cos I think I’m returning to the body that left me unguarded and allowed me to get hurt so badly.

Maybe when I feel sick, sad, angry, confused and overwhelmed in camel or floor bow or the one before spine twist (“The one before spine twist”! Ick!) What I’m actually feeling is vulnerable and – even though my body is fighting, fighting, fighting me to let go of that protection – vulnerability is the most confusing and alarming state of all.

Okay, Let’s Talk About This

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I wasn’t sure whether to approach this topic; I’m sure it will be controversial.  But silence implies acceptance, and that’s something I’m not willing to give to this situation.

I’ve been getting a LOT of hits lately from people searching on some variation of “Bikram Yoga” and “Sexual Harassment.”  It’s because of this (update: a non-sensationalised article with a link to the full lawsuit can be found here).  If you don’t want to click through, then here’s the short story: a 29 year old Bikram student/teacher trainee has sued Bikram Choudhury for sexual harassment (persistent and unwanted advances at teacher training) and discrimination (“sabotaging” her teaching career after she repeatedly turned him down).

It’s serious.  And it’s awful.  I’m not even slightly interested in rehashing the details – this woman has gone through enough without having the experience dissected by a blogger who’s never met any of the involved…

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A Letter to Jane Doe 1 and Jane Doe 2

Dear Jane and Jane

I’m so very sorry for all that you are going through right now and over the past while and all the circumstances that have brought you to file a civil suit against you-know-who. I can’t imagine what you are going through but I’m pretty sure it’s hideous. Literally unimaginable.

Sitting in the midst of my relatively comfortable urban professional life in London I can’t even picture how things would change if I was put in your position. I’d probably lose it completely.

So, I wanted to say hi and I’m sorry and thank you and congratulations and be strong and I hope you find light somehow and please know that if I knew you personally I would do whatever was in my power to help. As it is, this may be all I can do.

Since I heard – via a twitter friend – two evenings ago about the lawsuits I have been able to think about little else. I was on day 8 of a 30 day bikram yoga challenge and I found I couldn’t go to class yesterday or today. It’s the first time I have skipped class not because of laziness, injury, making excuses, getting a better offer, being generally lame or having eaten far too much penne vodka at lunch. I skipped class because of disgust and revulsion; betrayal and its counterpart: allegiance. Allegiance with you.

Changing gear a little, I think that the purpose of our “innocent until proven guilty” policy is to civilise our basic “where there is smoke there is fire” instinct. The smoke in this case, sadly, is simply that having read anything I could get my hands on about Bikram Choudhury over the last few years, and in the absence of hundreds of his friends and colleagues rushing forward shouting “Bikram would NEVER abuse his position; Bikram would NEVER assault anyone let alone a woman let alone a TT student!” – I find it all too easy to believe he is capable of rape. And I find it all too easy to believe the culture that surrounds him would rather turn a blind eye than lose him; than tarnish the practice; than demean the transformative power of this yoga; than cut off their income; than admit they had been hoodwinked; than be shown the devastating effect of false idols. Than enquire within. Ironically, this yoga teaches us that this is the hardest thing we are asked to do in the hot room. It is the only thing we are asked to do, ultimately.

I don’t know any of these people but I will say one thing: silence is compliance; and silence, every bit as much as yoga, is a choice.

So, anyway, I guess I’m really writing to tell you that having thought about little else for 48 hours I am not planning to turn my back on bikram yoga, but I did feel I wanted to let you know why. This may well be empty rhetoric, it may well be post rationalisation but as much as I credit Bikram Choudhury with giving me this yoga, I will be damned before I let him take it away. It is tragic that he took it away from you.

Here’s what I’m still profoundly uncomfortable with:

  • This practice and his name are inextricably linked
  • In order to continue to practice this yoga I am obliged to give money – indirectly – to a probable rapist
  • Each hot room available to me has images of Bikram Choudhury in it
  • I don’t think I can become a bikram yoga teacher if he is found guilty

However, I believe I will return to my practice because he doesn’t get to take this away from me. The anger and the disillusionment and betrayal and injustice and bitterness do not get to win. Fuck them all. This is no longer bikram yoga, this is fucking badass Caz yoga from now on and I own it. If I could I would give it back to you complete, washed, reborn. Change, savasana.

I hope you can see that as your sister if I choose to continue with this yoga despite my discomforts that I am honouring the part of you that is also the part of me. I recognise the part of that of you was injured which is also my injury. I offer you my strength, my practice, my transformation.

By continuing in my path in this yoga I hope I can demonstrate to you that you weren’t wrong. You were not wrong to fall in love with this practice; the meaning it offered to your life was not a mirage; the healing and change you witnessed was not sleight-of-hand; your faith in yourself in training to become a teacher was not misplaced.

Say someone forgets that violence and coercion have no place in yoga, which is ultimately and only about choice, that doesn’t change all the other things that yoga does mean. It doesn’t mean that you are weak.

Anyway, lastly I want to say how much I hope none of this is upsetting for you, I absolutely do not mean it that way. And I want you to know that even all the way over here in London I am thinking about you – and I can’t be the only one. I mean I know I’m unique but I can’t be that special; hundreds of others must be sending you positive vibes also.

So, during these low, dark, challenging days: good luck to you. What is past is prologue.

All my love

Namaste

Caz

Early morning yoga

Yeesh. If you know me AT ALL, you’ll know that there was some kind of goshawful fight if I ever turn up at an early morning class.

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To fit in all the necessary classes for this 30 Day Challenge, I’ve started waking up at the ungodly hour of 5am, rolling out of bed and making it to the bus stop for 5.15  – all so I can catch the first tube of the day to the yoga studio across town to practice at 6.30am.

And while I am tired, wishing I was still in bed, and cursing the fact that the studio isn’t closer to home (but at least it’s near work!) the journey is actually quite magical.

For most of the journey the tube carriages are empty, but as people show up they all seem to be in the same half-asleep stupor as I am. We all seem to move slowly through the motions of our journeys, avoiding eye contact and calmly sitting in our seats, peacefully waiting for the tube to reach our destinations so…

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Guest post: Bikramoholics anonymous

I would NEVER DREAM of abandoning beloved Bikram, but this post gave me pause for thought. Maybe this is the year…? #YearOfTheSnake?

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In a quest to better understand the benefits – or hindrances – included with mixing up yoga styles, I’ve talked to several yoga practitioners and teachers about their opinions. This piece was written by fellow Bikram lover Stacey Lawrence, whom  you can tweet at @Bendybods.

My name is Stacey and I’m a Bikramoholic. I have been clean for nearly a month now but I have to say, I very much crave the Torture Chamber.

The main reason for my month-long hiatus is the up and coming Yoga Teacher Training I am embarking on throughout May with Doug Swenson, Sadhana Yoga Chi, which will focus on other styles of yoga that I’m less familiar with, mainly due to my long-term love affair with Bikram.

I was recommended this training from a highly respected Bikram Yoga Teacher, and was interested to know that her training preceded Bikram.

I knew that I had to…

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Love.Life.Yoga.

I can’t believe it’s week 10 already – and as Carol mentioned in an email to me, “It makes no sense to me where the days go.”

Bikram Yoga makes the present moment felt, no matter how quickly time seems to pass us by. Meditating, folding, bending, and stretching; doing this for ourselves in a 90 minute teacher-led class is such a gift. We’re lucky to have such opportunities.

Here are Carol’s notes for the past week. She’s also participating in the 30 day Bikram Yoga Challenge on Twitter (#Sep30DC). You can follow her progress on @bikramyocaz

Enjoy!

Monday to Friday notes:

This week a pattern has established itself, I’ve been very stiff – I guess in particular in my hips and lower back. It’s like everything has seized up and I’m not getting even an inch of give. It’s really frustrating and puzzling as it feels like I’m going…

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This is me!

Love.Life.Yoga.

Last week, Carol suffered a bout of illness. Now, she’s back to share her experiences in the hot room.

Here are some excerpts from her journal notes:

Monday

Having been sick and having hardly eaten anything the last five days, I had trepidations about class this evening.

I made a deal with myself that I would take it easy and not push and just focus on my breath, and it was all fine. I certainly didn’t push in Standing Series; I sat out Spine Strengthening because I did have a wave of tiredness and I felt I was trying to drink loads. I thought I should concentrate on oxygen instead of water, to avoid having a full belly for floor series. I did all of the Floor Series except Head to Knee pose with Stretching Pose ‘cos I literally was seeing stars!

It wasn’t humid in class, not really a…

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