Class was poignant: during one exercise we had a tiny mat we
had to keep our feet on and keep our hands just above. We had to work with what
energy uke gave us. Anytime we reached out past the mat we got buzzed by
observers. I got pushed over and shook up. I lost balance and came back. I self-corrected
instead of trusting my helpers. I did my best and it was messy.
The next part of class we held a very large ball in both hands
I suggested we use the ball as a symbol of a large orb of vitality. I wanted nage to really let their energy out
and greet uke with fun and movement.
Then we did freestyle. We did 2 throws; small and constricted
and 2 throws; large and free moving. I wanted nage to explore how both ways of throwing
can change how we move. New habits provide
fresh options. In freestyle we develop
skills to take what comes and blend with it. The more relaxed and open we are
the safer we become on the mat and in the world.
I got overwhelmed with an uke. I overreacted to a humorous
comment from Ron. I blended and
expressed my energy. The class was hard and large. It was small and constricted.
But mostly it was shared. We did it together.
Again we faced who we are in the moment and accepted our ukes
as they were. Feelings arose and we still moved. We still took good care of our
ukes.
We stay again and
again; getting a little stronger, a little braver, a little more trusting; a
little more relaxed with each class.
Always traveling on the path, never to arrive but ever
learning.
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