This Body Now

At the beginning of a hatha yoga class that I attended, the teacher led a centering exercise. It involved lying supine and progressively relaxing each part of the body, fully surrendering our bodies to gravity, to the floor beneath us.

“You are in this body now,” the teacher crooned at the end of the guided exercise. My third eye shot wide open.

No, no, no, no, no, I thought. I am this body now.

These thoughts, the limbs heavy on the floor, the belly inside the ill-fitting sweatpants billowing up and collapsing with the breath, the pulse of salt and iron blood, that persistent pain in my left hip, the tension in my jaw, the big black saucer pupils dilated in the dim light, tympanic membranes vibrating with the rhythm of the teacher’s voice and my classmates’ breath. Not just present with these processes; I am they and what they do.

No ghost in the machine. I am this body now.

5220731907_0ff2b32fd1_ophoto by Aniket Thakur on flickr
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