Hips

Last night in yoga, we worked on opening up the hips, that clever ball and socket joint that binds old memories with muscle, blood and bone into twisted into knots. Stuff gets stuck in the hip sockets; the failed marriage, trip not taken, the easy chair where father snored. Opening up the hips, there is the potential of letting go of tight fistedness, rules that no longer apply, muscles that haven't relaxed in ions. There is tremendous fresh energy in the release of this pain. Open up the hips to wipe the dust off of the old furniture, the cobwebs that have collected corners, the stains on the table cloth.

Its nice to do some back bends after hip openers, to let loose the birds from the cage of the ribs into the sweet green sunshine.