Staying Close to Aum – a Humdinger of a Sport

Yoga has saved me. The ancient sages and mystics. Also ancient physical therapists and chiropractors, have saved me. I have felt the benefits, survived the aches and pains, and have come out stronger and more centered.

Yoga is an ancient art, sure. The universal sound of many practices, not just Yoga, is “aum.” This sound creates a vibration in the air, and also inside of me, that is magnified when done in company with other aumers.


AUM contains the original noise. Spoken aloud, it invokes the contradiction of emptiness and stillness along with fullness and the ripeness of the universe. When we aum, we partake of the sound of all.

So, the vibrations of aum, the oneness and singularity of my one existence, has contributed to healing.

On the other hand, I’ve seen many teachers and many types of yoga performed. Ideally, you will have a Yogi or instructor, who is aware of your limitations and can offer alternatives to some of the more intricate (a nice word for pretzel) poses.

Sure, I would have considered trying my hand at yogi school, but that ship has sailed, laden with yoginis in various states of pigeon pose.

Now, I’m just a student. And will remain one, as that is how this thing goes. It’s different than lifting weights or using gym machines. Really different. You use your own body’s weight and balance to fine-tune and hone your well-being.

What it’s done for me is immeasurable. Stretching and loosening a spine that has met with difficulty, i.e., gravity; building core muscles by isolating and defining those pesky spasm-prone areas; massaging the knee tendons which don’t swell up any more, but still stiffen with the weather (see #patellavane); restoring balance; and just looking cool.

Much more can be said, I could have even researched some definitions here. But I’ll leave it to you.

As in all things, the right teacher will appear when you need them. But the most important teacher in Yoga or anything else, is you yourself. And I.




Spinal Thoughts X – Whatever Happened to Good Ol’ Aspirin?

Before I forget, I thought I’d record for posterity what was instilled into my system during my hospital visit in February. Sure beats the past, when a swig of whiskey settled the issue for a poor patient.

I won’t list the medications themselves. Just the side effects. This is an amazing review!

  • skin rash
  • high blood sugar, confusion, flushing, pain or burning at site of injection
  • belly pain, nausea/vomiting, constipation
  • dizziness, headache, diarrhea
  • emotional ups and downs, dizziness, shakiness, change in balance, hostility
  • low blood sugar, blurred vision, headache, nausea
  • nausea/vomiting, dizziness, constipation, lightheadedness
  • low blood sugar, nausea/vomiting, weight gain, irritation where shot is given
  • bone pain, nausea or vomiting, cough, flushing, feeling tired or weak
  • low blood sugar, stomach pain, constipation, nausea or vomiting, loss of appetite
  • high blood sugar, confusion, flushing, pain or burning at site of injection
  • dizziness, tired, constipation, blurred vision, headache
  • nausea/vomiting, dizziness, constipation, lightheadedness
  • stomach pain
  • dizziness or trouble standing, ringing in the ears or trouble hearing, rash or hives, urinating less, diarrhea

I feel sorry for the medical staff, should even one of these symptoms arise. Or a couple. Actually, I didn’t have any of these side effects, at least that I remember, except there was one point where my ears did ring. I remember thinking “how do you actually pronounce ‘tinnitus’.” It was a hoot. No, more l ike a trill, don’t mind the pun.

Bear in mind, during the whole ingestion process, I was immobilized and unable to see much else than the ceiling or the curtain separating me from Shirley, as she continued her steady decline into helpless morbidity. When you are constrained to lying flat on your back for endless hours, the administration of those agents is actually a diversion, at least for me. Waiting for each episode of calmness, or sleepiness was a blessing during that stressful time.

Glad to be home. Not on most of these pharmaceuticals any more, and thinking a little more clear-headed. Hence, this blog. My advice – just be strong, and know it will pass. Or, as I said to my angels watching over me – you had my back!