One of the first indications that all was not cool in the Emerald City
was when I was still flying and a chiropractor took my back X-rays
after I had thrown my back out. He said " So how long have you been
jogging?" I explained to him how I was practicing flying and he
explained to me the implications on my vertebrae by sitting in full
lotus and bouncing on my butt, even on foam. He showed me how that
posture actually takes you butt cheeks away from protecting the spine
during flying so that I was compressing my discs. It was very
visible, my bottom discs were compressed like a marathon runners. He
tried to explain the implications of my behavior but, of course, I was
too enlightened for his advise at the time. I don't know if discs can
recover from such a stress but my back is great these days from all
the core training workouts I do so I can't assess if I sustained any
long term damage. What was interesting for me was that I saw my
compressed discs at the time and still continued to practice flying
until I got out of the mindset that I was doing cosmic good for
myself. I remember the sickening feeling that perhaps MMY and his
crew did not understand the implications of his program on people's
backs and I might have set myself up for a very painful old age.
