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I feel like this year has been a bit of a yoga re-awakening for me, a time for me to not only return to a regular practice but to delve into other endeavors such as Laughter Yoga, kundalini, YogaDance, Biodanza, Dharma Dance, and even a woo-woo crystal workshop. I feel like having this blog keeps me in check and from settling into a stale routine, and although I’ve always been open to trying out all these new things, being able to blog about it and having a receptive audience has definitely given me that final “push” into just signing up for the workshop/class/session already.

Which is why I headed to a local yoga studio last weekend for a kirtan, led by David Newman (Durga Das) and his wife Mira. I don’t follow David’s music, but I have heard of his name via Kripalu catalogs.

Kirtan is kind of like a “yoga concert,” a way of settling into the mind, body, and spirit through music and repetition of chants. Most kirtans include Sanskrit mantras, performed in a call-and-response manner, with the leader singing a line, and then the audience singing it back in return. Each mantra can be performed for several minutes, chanting over and over and over again until there is no longer a divide between you and the music, kind of like the Whirling Dervishes of Sufism, who spin and spin until they are connected with a higher power. Not only is kirtan a great way to exercise your voice, lungs, and throat, but it is an opportunity to connect with others and find your voice melding with everyone’s around you.

Kirtan is also known as a branch of “bhakti yoga,” the yoga of fostering devotion and love with yourself, others, and perhaps even a higher being. Asana (physical) yoga is just one blip in the grand scheme of yoga; aside from bhakti yoga, there is also jnana yoga (yoga of knowledge) and karma yoga (yoga of service and action). Bhakti yoga is not only creating community but supporting it and being fully participatory in it.

As I’ve written about here in my yoga teacher training recaps, “mini-kirtans” were a regular occurrence during my month at Kripalu. I’ve never attended a formal pay-for-admission, organized kirtan, but several times during my YTT our facilitator Megha would bust out a harmonium and lead us in Ganesha Sharanam or So Hum Shivo Hum for what always felt like a blissful lifetime. My class of 60-something students would sing along, dance, twirl, join in with tambourines or maracas. I went from the girl who lip synched most of her way through her high school musicals to a Sanskrit-chanting lunatic. I loved it all.

I was looking for that same feeling when I signed up for David Newman’s kirtan. I wanted to sing in that mysterious Sanskrit language until I felt compelled to rise to my feet and sway, twirl, and get lost in a sea of sound.

Unfortunately, that did not happen.

It’s not to say the concert was bad in any way. But each kirtan artist has his/her style, and David Newman’s style just so happens to be more mellow and a bit on the contemporary side; meaning, more of a English/Sanskrit blend, more guitar than harmonium. Kind of like kirtan for the modern age.

Maybe it was the environment as well that kept things on the low-key side. The yoga studio was set up beautifully, but with the blankets arranged in straight lines and rows, things felt a bit too confined, like guests were kindergarten students instructed to stay put on their “magic carpets” during the school assembly.

Maybe having Kripalu kirtans as a “baseline” was a detriment, because everything I craved and anticipated (harmonium! loud! dancing!) was not present at this particular event. I thought for sure that a group of almost 70 people in this small, low-ceiling yoga studio would blast through the walls with our singing, but the sound was a bit underwhelming and not as magical to my ears as our YTT group singing in Shadowbrook Hall. Sadly, I think David’s wife Mira contributed to this reservation: Her voice was so soft and mouse-like (at times I wasn’t even sure she was singing) that as the “response leader,” she just didn’t have the powerhouse vocals to guide the group into our full, rousing potential.

Of course there were guests who wanted and loved this environment. It was no doubt a safe, warm, secure setting. Those looking for a relaxing way to wind down their day I’m sure settled into a blissful state of mind. At times, I found myself closing my eyes, repeating the mantras, and sinking into meditation. It was nice, and I’ll admit I said that to myself several times throughout the event: Ahhh. This feels good. This is nice.

That only happened during the Sanskrit chants, though. David does a lot of English stuff too (“Love, peace, and freedom for us all”), which just isn’t my cup of Yogi Tea. Never has been (As much as I love kundalini yoga, the “Long-Time Sun” closing song gives me the heebie-jeebies). I’m such an old-school chanter, I suppose. I was thoroughly disappointed “Om Namah Shivaya” wasn’t on the playlist (isn’t that, like, a requisite in kirtan?), but we did get some “Jai Sita Ram,” and the “He Ma Durga Maharani Ma Durga / He Ma Durga Maharani Bhavani Ma Durga” melody has been haunting my mind for the past week.

When David started playing “Ganesha Sharanam,” my heart leaped. Here we go!, I thought. The mantra from Kripalu that made me whirl and twirl and rise and fall was on the playlist, and I was ready to chant my way to ecstasy. But…. it fell flat. It never reached the lively tempo we achieved at Kripalu, where we started slow and worked our way up into a maddening pace, and then settled down again. It was steady and easy, and the desire to dance just never hit me. I sang along, of course, but to be standing among 70 people and not be hit in the solar plexus with that urge to move felt odd and unsettling.

When it was all said and done, I left the studio feeling content. If David Newman’s goal is to transport people into a state of serene meditation, then he succeeded for me. However, just like yoga classes come in all different shapes and sizes and styles, so does kirtan, and as much as I appreciate contentment, I also seek a bit of auditory “explosion” from kirtan, which just isn’t David’s style. I was happy for getting my butt to something rather new to me, and now I’m ready to explore what else is out there.

I’ve been so caught up in reminiscing about my Kripalu yoga teacher training that I haven’t had the time to reflect on the here and now. Sure, there was plenty of joyous dancing and drumming at Kripalu, but those things also exist at home.

I have my sister to thank for incorporating a late night of dancing into my schedule last weekend. She and her boyfriend wanted to do something fun to celebrate their birthdays, so they rented out a former old-tyme theater/now florist shop and turned it into a 1920s dance hall. Guests were encouraged to dress up in their finest flapper/mobster attire and Charleston the night away.

My sister acts as the gracious host

The second girl on the right came dressed as a dude, complete with a violin case that supposedly held her tommy gun.

My sister and her boyfriend

I originally went to a Halloween store hoping to find a ’20s-inspired costume but was unimpressed with the cheap materials and lack of, um, coverage. Then I remembered I had a black dress from college hanging somewhere in the bowels of my closet. I doctored it up with some beads, feathers, gloves, and a shawl, and voila! Switch the camera setting to sepia, and suddenly I’ve stepped out of a time machine.

The location really contributed to the authenticity of the theme. Since we were in a floral shop, the place was mad packed with flowers and plants and smelled amazing. The lighting and wall fixtures reminded me of the lobby in the Tower of Terror, minus the cobwebs. It would be a perfect spot for a murder mystery party!

Slow dance time, with Glenn Miller

Fancy exterior, too!

Sisters!

Since I’m an early riser and not much of a night owl, I was concerned about my ability to stay peppy during a party that didn’t start till 8 (I know–I’m such an old lady!). Amazingly–between the drinks, food spread, great music selection, and crowd–I was on my feet till the party ended at 1. My sister’s boyfriend is a DJ and knew how to pick out the jams, most of which stuck to the ’20s/early ’30s theme. It helped that most of my sister’s friends are theater people (as was I in high school/college), and so the whole night felt like a stage show. Give us costumes and choreography, and we’re set! In fact, they played “All That Jazz” from Chicago twice, and we ended the night belting away and hoofing it like Velma and Roxy.

I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to put together a ’20s-inspired dance class. Who needs Zumba when you can put some feathers in your hair, pearls around your neck, and tap-tap-tap the night away to some brass? That Charleston is a workout! Also, I smell some more period parties for the future…I’m thinking WWII big-band era, Elvis-inspired ’50s rock ‘n’ roll…get on that, sister!

The night before the dance party I practiced my percussion skills during another Healing and Feeling Drum Circle, led by the same women, Jan and Marcy, whose class I took in the spring. The group wasn’t nearly as big, but the energy was still hot. The yoga studio sits on the main street of a quaint little town, and we kept the curtains open so everyone passing by would be curious about all the hooting and hollering. The windows were completely steamed up when we ended!

I went with Old Lady Friend Carrol. We both brought our own djembes, but we also spent some time shaking the shekeres the ladies provided.

I cannot resist the call of the shekere. At the end of the workshop, Marcy approached me shaking that thing in my face, tantalizing me to dance. She was like a snake charmer calling me from my chair, and I spent the final minutes of the class spiraling and shaking my booty in the middle of the circle. As much as I love dancing, I do always try to participate as a percussionist when attending a drum circle, but 9 times out of 10, my body cannot sit still.

Just as they did during their last workshop, Jan and Marcy infused the class with lots of self-respect, self-care talk. Marcy reminds me of a gospel singer and will just bust out singing things like, “Feeeeel the love!” after a vigorous round of drumming. It’s hard not to throw your hands in the air and follow along with her, repeating her affirmations about loving yourself, loving others, and attempting to make peace in the world. I always leave these workshops wanting to attend a gospel concert. (I attended one once during college to cover for the campus newspaper, and it was incredible. I was not in the best of spirits that night, but I left the concert with just a little more warmth in my heart.)

Part of Jan and Marcy’s schtick is to work through the chakras using sound. We all played what looked like cow bells (called agogo bells) for several minutes; the vibrations were strongest in our head and throat. Next we played frame drums; after a round of banging out a three-part pattern, the vibrations were strongest in our hearts. Finally, we made it back to our djembes, during which the connection to our root chakra was most evident.

After class, the man sitting next to me commented that his right hand was tingling at the start of class but by the end felt loose and free. He speculated that all of the drumming was helping release the cramps and tightness of his “computer hand.” I too noticed that my right hand/arm wasn’t as stiff as it usually is.  Oh, drumming. What a way to work out not just the emotional blockages but the physical ones too!

One of my favorite things about 5Rhythms (aside from getting to dance for two hours straight) is the wide range of music used during class. As I mentioned yesterday, 5Rhythms playlists are eclectic and can include everything from classical to country to techno. I love experimenting with different musical genres, but most dance classes don’t have that kind of flexibility. Zumba is all Latin music. Aerobic dance at the gym is all of today’s best hits but sped up x100 so it sounds like Minnie Mouse, not Lady Gaga, is singing. And then places that DO offer a full menu of music, such as the nightclub, where the Jackson 5’s “ABC” may follow Jay-Z, aren’t necessarily the most welcoming venues to open your heart to authentic movement.

As such, a mark of a great 5Rhythms teacher is not just his ability to get everyone moving but to be an awesome DJ as well. Music is key in this practice, and songs must flow seamlessly one into the other, meaning that aside from having pieces selected for each of the 5 Rhythms (Flowing, Staccato, Chaos, Lyrical, Stillness), there must be transition songs that link one Rhythm to the next.

This gradual build-up in tempo and those transition songs are what really attracts me to the practice. I dance around in my living room a lot, and I have found that if I come home from work and immediately blast a very Chaos-like song and start jumping and running all over the place–while it may provide a short-term release of energy–I also get tired much earlier in the game than if I approached my living room dance more like 5Rhythms. I think the key to dancing is starting slow and building the fire, not jumping into the flames at the get-go. Without those lovely rhythms of Flowing and Staccato to launch me into movement, I’ll most likely conk out after 15 minutes, exhausted, unmotivated, and feeling somewhat anticlimactic.

Yesterday’s blog post took me a while to write, and when I was finished all I wanted to do was step away from the computer and move! At first I was very tempted to blast some drumming music and just go at it, but then I remembered how fulfilling a full 5Rhythms practice makes me feel, so I quickly cobbled together a playlist. I’ll admit, I was doubtful about getting into “the zone” (I was feeling mighty exhausted and kind of hungry), but 35 minutes later I had a decent physical and mental workout under my belt.

Here’s my playlist from yesterday, which also provides insight into how each of the Rhythms should “feel.” (Since I was rushed, I didn’t add transition songs for every Rhythm. Also, as you can see, I get most of my music ideas from So You Think You Can Dance, which is a great resource for finding new songs!)

Flowing: “Brotsjor,” Ólafur Arnalds (Tadd and Jordan’s vulture dance, Season 8 )

Flowing/Staccato: “Scars,” Basement Jaxx (Robert and Dominic’s clown routine, Season 7)

Staccato: “Sweet Dreams,” Eurythmics (Sabra and Neil’s boardroom dance, Season 3)

Staccato: “I Can Transform Ya,” Chris Brown (Russell and Kathryn’s hip hop, Season 6)

Chaos: “Riding the Waves,” Afro Celt Sound System (Jordan and Tadd’s African jazz routine, Season 8 )

Chaos/Lyrical: “Drumming Song,” Florence + the Machine (All Stars group dance, Season 7)

Lyrical: “Addicted to Love,” Florence and the Machine (Adechike and Kathryn, Season 7)

Stillness: “Time,” Inception soundtrack (no SYTYCD connection)

It ended up being a great playlist; it felt very well-rounded and I was blissed out by the end!

Thinking of creating your own 5Rhythms-inspired playlist? Here are some of my favorite songs for each of the Rhythms (I may or may not have a slight obsession with Florence + the Machine right now):

Flowing: “Teardrop,” Massive Attack (also known as the House theme); “Intro,” The XX

Staccato: “Where is the Love,” Black Eyed Peas (this gets everyone moving and grooving in a live class!); “Rock What You Got,” Superchick; “Run the World,” Beyonce

Chaos: “God is a DJ,” Faithless; “Dog Days are Over,” Florence + the Machine

Lyrical: “Coming Home,” Diddy; “Cosmic Love,” Florence + the Machine

Stillness: “Amazing Grace,” Walela; “Glasgow Love Theme,” Love Actually soundtrack.

 If you have a song you think would fit nicely into one of my playlists, let me know!

SYTYCD Season 7 tour

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