Mid-Life Sukhasana
I had been sitting in sukhasana for longer than I thought was humanly possible. My tight hips were screaming, my left foot had been numb for the last 10 minutes, and I was mourning the fact that I had listened to the teacher's directions and not had my morning cup of coffee. And my feet were cold, damn it. I had enrolled in an Inner Engineering weekend. Normally, I would've steered clear of anything attached to a guru, but a local university medical school had linked itself to this meditation weekend, so I slapped my money down, and here I was. We spent the morning alternately watching video talks by Sadhguru from the Isha Foundation and learning upa yoga and kriyas, a type of meditation. All the while, I thumb-wrestled with my cynicism. And then, during one of the videos, he talked about all human beings longing to be boundless. Without warning, tears began to pool. I hate that when that happens, but there I was trying to swallow them down. I was mystified. Why