Last night, my MS clinic held a free yoga class, designed specifically for folks with Multiple Sclerosis. I've long been attracted to Eastern religious philosophies and practices, and if you're familiar with Zen thought, you'll recognize some of its basic tenets in my "Life Bisected, and Dissected" posts on this blog.
I've always wanted to try yoga, especially the breathing and meditation facets of the practice. I've been aware of the mind-body connection since I was a child, when I would quite often throw up at the slightest emotional upset. I guess I was a little bit sensitive. As a toddler, my mother says that I would meet most any challenge with a good heave. I was like one of those cherub fountains in Rome, only with vomit instead of water. Not the most charming trait in a child, and kudos to my mom for her patience, nurturing, and carpet cleaning skills.
Luckily, the throwing up thing didn't follow me into adulthood, as I'm sure it would have been quite frowned upon in the workplace. Still, I experience emotional upset in a very physical way. So, I'm not a hard sell when it comes to the mind-body connection.
It was lightly raining last night, which gave me a chance to do some Wheelchair Kamikazeing on the slick city streets on the way to class. Since it was getting dark out, I couldn't do any videotaping, but zooming through the rain at dusk and startling umbrella toting pedestrians is something I'm going to have to do more of. I figure that as long as it's not raining too hard, my power wheelchair probably won't electrocute me. If anybody knows otherwise, I'd appreciate a heads up in the comments section, before I give myself the "Old Sparky" treatment...
I arrived at the class to find that I was one of four MS patients attending, and that the instructors were two lovely ladies who exuded wisdom and serenity. Each of the students in the class suffered from the different levels of disability. One had been diagnosed only a few weeks ago, and wasn't exhibiting any outward symptoms, another walked with a cane, another used a scooter, and I was there with "Legs", my power wheelchair.
To the accompaniment of candlelight and soothing music, the instructors led us through various exercises, each involving different breathing techniques and low impact stretching, and some included chanting. I've never been much of a chanter, but the combination of deep breathing and rhythmic chanting really had a dramatic effect, helping me to focus inward, achieve deep relaxation, and experience my body. I'd really rather experience somebody else's body, because mine functions a little less well than Quasimodo's, but you've got to play the hand you're dealt.
The instructors tailored each exercise to the individual abilities of their students. My right side is pretty much out of action, and my left side leaves a lot to to be desired, but the gentle ladies in charge were able to work some physicality into even my routine. The class was topped off with a short neck massage and some aromatherapy, and the entire experience was an extremely positive one.
If you get the chance to yoga, I say go-ga.
No, I don't think the chair will electrocute you and light rain shouldn't be much of a problem. I try to carry a plastic bag to cover the controller to keep moisture out. So far, so good. But I myself usually get pretty soaked!
On some Wheelchair sitesm, they have ponchos, much like big plastic bags with a hole for your head to pop out, to look out for ideas or purchase if so desired.ReplyDelete
While I don't think you can get electrocuted (though I won't go out in a monsoon, The boss laughed and thought it impossible at my summer union janitor job when I blew up a vacumn. I'm not so sure about stuff now. Way back, they said I couldn't wipe DOS out my computer (remember DOS long ago?) but
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but I did I did wipe out DOS.
Yoga intrigues me, always hear great things about it.
Marc, I'm glad you had a good experience at the Yoga class you attended. Will there be follow-up classes?ReplyDelete
PS- If I were you I would not take any chances of being electrocuted! Better to be safe than sorry...
My daughter teaches therapeutic yoga at a hospital-based outpatient clinic. She does individual and group sessions, and her training is in Kripalu yoga. She's worked with me at home to develop a program of breathing and gentle stretching which really helps me manage my MS.ReplyDelete
No chanting, though...but I get that in my daily Zen practice and have found that it sets up a deep resonance that's both appealing and powerful.
I hope you get a chance to go-ga to more yoga classes!
Thanks for the tips about wheelchairing in the rain. I like the idea of using a plastic bag to protect the controller, but what about the motors and the guts of the chair? I imagine they do design these things with some tolerance for drizzle...ReplyDelete
there haven't been any yoga classes for the last two weeks, but they're starting up again next Wednesday. I'm looking forward to attending. Things have been stressful lately, just about about the only thing I've been chanting these days are profanities...