Thursday, December 29, 2005

Motorbike ride up to Doi Suthep...



So I am taking a couple days off from my studies to tour outside of Chiang Mai. My first (and only) stop was just outside of the city, a mountian called Doi Suthep....A holy temple called Wat Prathat Doi Suthep sits atop. I was planning on making a day of traveling around from place to place but once I got up to the temple I spent the next 4 hours just wondering about and soaking it in. It really was an incredible site. The entrance was covered with vendors selling various goods so I quickly got the feeling I had landed in a bit of a tourist trap but nonetheless, the temple was beyond words, and well worth a visit (and the climb up the stairs).

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Tuesday, December 27, 2005

A True Teacher...



As most of you know, I came to Thailand on the advice of a teacher/healer/all around cool dude ~ by the name of Chris Ray. After one Thai Massage session with Chris this past summer, my body felt stronger and more balanced than ever before. No joke. Chris had spent several years studying in Thailand with a master teacher named Pichest Boonthumme and recommended I head to the hills and spend some time with him. Well I found him.

I had some fears as I headed down the road to his house. During my fist week in Chiang Mai I had heard so many different things about him. People said he is 'so advanced' and 'a real teacher's teacher." Some people even tried to persuade me not to study with him as I did not have the experience necessary. I kept thinking back to my experience with Chris and just forced myself to cross the threshold to Pichest's studio. I don't think any amount of preparation could have prepared me anyway.

My first hour was spent preparing an offering of Lotus flowers, candles, incense and fruit (I just followed the lead of students that obviously had been there before). We continued through many innvocations and chants for protection and guidance. Any fears I had disintegrated immediately as Pichest began talking.




'Just do do do, no good. We want to learn, want to know, want want want. Too much want make heavy backpack...heavy emotion. Cannot feel, cannot sense. Too much do do do, cannot sense, cannot feel.' He went on to talk about (in so many words) that it is necessary to gain sensation and receptivity so we can know what the receiver needs. That giving massage is not about going through the sequencing just to get to the end...it is about finding the blocks and moving them out of the body. I knew I was in the right place.


After taking one swipe of his hand across my hamstring he exclaimed again and again, "Terrible! Ohhh terrible! You do massage ...they feel better... you feel worse. To tight! Do massage feel worse. No good. Ohhh terrible" So there you have it, he would not let me practice on anyone because my body was too tight. So for the next two days I was lying on my stomach while students took turns sitting on my hamstrings in an effort to open them up. I tell you, my body has never felt so open.

On the third day I finally got to practice. Often we are working in pairs, taking turns practicing different techniques and refining stance, hand positions, etc. As we work Pichest makes his way around the room pointing out what people are doing right or wrong while exlaining method, philosophy and spirituality. He is crass and blunt, but there is a warmth and gentleness to his being beyond compare.

The last day of the week we did an ancient practice that few teachers in thailand still use. The practitioner (the giver) dips their foot in a bowl of oil (combined with herbs and alcohol)and sweeps the foot over hot coals to heat up the oil. The receiver than enjoys a hot oil massage. The photos will help explain. but it was something I won't soon forget.








We were also joined that day by Jonas Westring (who some of you may know from the states, or elswhere in the world). He demonstrated some 'flying' techniques and spent the day hanging out and talking massage/yoga. He is a great teacher.







One of the most ironic and profound of situations has come up in studying with Pichest. I have agreed (on Pichest's advice) to halt all physical yoga practice. He explained (again in so many words) that I need to open the tight and blocked areas first, then I can safely practice yoga. 'No yoga two months!' he said over and over again. Perfect. The yoga teacher that is not allowed to practice yoga. I couldn't help but do a couple forward bends went I got home from class as my body has really never experienced this level of openess.

Hope you are all well, more soon...

Kevin

Some photos...

Just a few more pics... Click to enlarge.


















Saturday, December 24, 2005

Christmas Day...Chaing Mai



Well its Christmas Day and I have spent the last couple weeks acclamating to life in Chiang Mai. Pictured above is one of the 1,253 temples in Chiang Mai called Wat Chedi Luang. You can't walk more than a few paces in this city without coming upon an extraordinary temple. Most are open to the public all day and you can even spend the night if you are in need of a place to stay (but you can't have any bags with you). The temples are elaborately decorated and teaming with practicing monks and golden Buddhas. An incredible site.


I had a nice Christmas Eve dinner last night with a wonderful group of folks (travelers mostly) at a guest house here in Chiang Mai. Holland, Italy, Germany, France, Minnesota, Arizona and New York where all represented at the table. Most (in fact all of them) are here studying some type of bodywork or healing art. It was really humbling to be with so many knowlegable (and kind) healers ... and just to talk with them about their experiences illuminated the massive potential there is to use the body as a tool for healing. Exciting stuff.





I have completed my first course in Thai Massage at the Loi Kroh Massage School in Chiang Mai. It was a very brief introduction to the basic sequencing and philosophy behind Thai massage. I worked one on one with an incredibly strong little thai woman named Napa (Naw-Paw). Her patience was extraordinary while I was fumbling my way around her limbs trying to figure out what was what. As I was pressing my palms on her legs, attempting to find the energy lines, she just kept exclaiming, "Walk heavy and slow like elephant toward banana! Don't think about banana, just walk to banana! Right now you like monkey, CRAZY for banana!"

By the end of the course I did get a small taste of letting the body weight, gravity and chi do the work while not forcing it so much (kind of). Oh and on a random note: I met a yoga teacher from LA named Peter Barnett who just happened to be studying at Loi Kroh at the same time...turns out my sister Kathleen is a student of his in LA. Small universe.




I hope everyone is doing well and the transition into the new year is an easeful one.

Much love,

Kevin

Monday, December 12, 2005

One night in Bangkok...(literally)



Barely a handshake with the city, my one day in Bangkok wasn't wasted, although by the end of the night, I was.

I spent the morning in one of the temples close to my hotel. It was an incredible space to sit and ground myself before experiencing the madness of Bangkok. On the advice of a student monk I had met, I was off to see some of the sites. I hopped in a TukTuk (a little 3 wheeler taxi moped thingy) and rode around Bangkok for about 3 hours. I saw a 45m tall Buddha, a reclining Buddha, a smiling Buddha, a Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday Buddha (seriously, you worship the one that corresponds with the day of your birth).

The architecture is incredible and there are pictures of the King everywhere. The Thai people are serious about their king, really serious. I had arrived one day after his birthday celebration and everyone I ran into mentioned it.

The final stop was on the advice of the TukTuk driver, a fine thread suit store where I was persuaded to buy nothing (not for lack of effort on the salesman's part). This is a typical scam that some of the drivers will try and pull. The ride cost about $1.50 (or 60 Baht). If only NYC was down with the TukTuks.

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I met some experienced travelers on the plane who had some friends living in Bangkok. That night they took me to an outdoor 'do it yourself' Korean style BBQ near the Grand Palace. The place sat about 200 with twice as many little grills for BBQing. I ate a pounds worth of food (I think)...they just kept bringing beer and I just kept drinking it, so I can't really remember.

There was a Thai version of KD Lang on stage performing during dinner...then she was joined by a guy in drag who proceeded to shave some guys beard off on stage. What? Yup. Not sure I understand it myself and I was there. Everyone seemed to love it though and it was a really beautiful night out so that was nice. The rest of the night was spent wandering the streets of Bangkok trying to get some sense of what the city has to offer.

I am excited to get to Chiang Mai and get into a rythm of yoga and bodywork. Bangkok was great, but not a city I need to spend too much time in. On the dark side... Hardcore pollution, many prostitutes, lots of traffic...on the light side...incredible temples, amazing food, overabundance of culture, such nice people...and it is Thailand for goodness sake. In all fairness, to form an opinion in one day is a joke.

A few more pics...






Now off to Chiang Mai, I will touch base from there. Much love and I hope all is well,

Kevin