Did I say seconds? I meant minutes.
Michelle came through town last night on the way from her yoga retreat in New Mexico. She told me about this "white tantra" meditation she did that involved separating the girls and boys, making them face eachother and sit with arms outstretched, palms upwards for 62 seconds. She said that towards the end people were screaming in pain and her partner linked his thumbs under her hands to help her make the full count. I like the idea of the screams of pain, I think the humour of the whole torture chamber atmosphere might sustain me through 62 seconds.