Tai chi today was much the same as yesterday, and all the days for about two weeks now. I woke, I did some preliminary work in the form of druidic exercises, and then entered qi gong work with a moving meditation on Five Golden Coins. As I did this first exercise, I was doing inverse breathing — and I was sweating by the end of it. Inverse breathing is hard, man, when you’re squatting and stretching and pumping blood and moving. I kept it up until halfway through the next movement, Eight Pieces of Silk, but somewhere in the middle of that form I lost the process.
I tried it again as I moved into the tai chi forms. Somewhere in the east-facing tai chi form, the first form, I lost track of where I was. I had to start again. As I did so, I started inverse breathing again. Wow, that’s hard today. Why is it so difficult? South-facing tai chi went OK, but lost the inverse breathing somewhere in the middle. Started the inverse breath again on the west-facing form, lost it in the middle. Lost my place in the form in the north-facing tai chi form, and lost the breath… started both again. Got through them OK.
I guess the thing is that we keep trying, right?
