The Relationship between Yoga and Food

October 18, 2006

Here’s PaMdora again, ready for quilting. Oooo, look! Her toes are curling up at the thought of going under the needle. I wonder if it feels something like getting a tattoo?

Now her hair is curling up too! Just kidding, this is another in the series of Yoga 101 quilts that I’m working on — The Corkscrew pose.

Since this is a departure from some of the other color palettes that I’ve use before, I had to take my fabric swatches to the store and get some new threads. Browns — never thought I’d be looking in that section! But I have been collecting some cool brown fabrics for a long time, and hey, aren’t corks kind of brown??

And as usual, I practice doodling on paper before I do the actual quilting. But now I’ve started doing it in color because it’s more fun that way.

Where does this yoga and food series come from? I go to this 6 am yoga class MWF when I can make it ;) Even though I don’t really consider myself a morning person. I think the yoga makes me more creative, in fact I’m so creative that I’m occasionally inventing new poses during class.

I’m told during yoga that I should be focusing on breathing and clearing my mind, but since this is 6 am, it’s difficult for me to clear from my mind the one overwhelming thought I usually have at this time of day which is, “what’s for breakfast?” So maybe that’s where the connection starts.

Or maybe it has its origins in childhood. I remember in my pre-school days attending a ballet (or was it a modern dance?) class. Now if this were a movie instead of a blog, the present day scene would dissolve into a black and white clip from the 1960’s….

I’m in a big room with a wooden floor. I’m sure that in a matter of minutes, I’m going to be dancing around on my toes, but the dance instructor is telling all of us to lay down on the floor, or curl up in a ball, and pretend — no, not pretend, but to BE a refrigerator. Now she’s telling us to BE a refrigerator full of all kinds of food. Now she’s telling us to BE an empty refrigerator. I decide I prefer being a full refrigerator because what’s more lonely than an empty refrigerator? But then that’s where the memory begins to fade…..

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