Some time ago, I read somewhere that some senior teacher does one drop-back for every year of his life on his birthday. I don't remember who it was. But I instantly thought, "OK. Me too!" This may be a decision I regret when I turn 105. Or maybe I'll be able to thank the backbends for living to such a ripe old age. But I digress.
My actual birthday was a moon day. I took my 36 drop backs yesterday. Oddly, once you get past ten, such a rhythm is built up that the rest are pretty easy. I was just rocking back and up to the rhythm of my own breath. It was beautiful. I was left with such an ecstatic feeling when I was finished. Energy pulsed through my body the rest of the day. I felt serene and light.
Though when G suggested, in jest I hope, that I take 36 every day, I did decline! I think that could literally lead to madness.
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