"The world is moving. There is a current. There is a direction. Dear friend, we all feel this dance. It is our path pulling us. But where? I believe to spirit. I believe to self. But the road is long and it is filled with lessons. Sometimes the lessons bite and we suffer. But in that we grow. On the way we meet our forgotten comrades. We learn to see each other again. They teach us. We teach them. We walk together and then go our separate ways, trusting when the time is right our paths will again surely cross. Eventually we learn to trust the path, despite its pits and its thorns. Through our cuts and bruises we learn to understand. To understand is to love, sit with this and the current will slow. Stillness is now your teacher and silence is your lesson. Take a breath to remember what it is you are. Now, where to go from here?"
Friend, I look forward to our rendezvous.
I like to imagine long-dead gurus smiling from their Hindu heaven as their practice, that was once secret and shunned, reaches out into a future world that is embracing it as they see fit.
The first lesson is Buddha. Escape your pain. The second is No Buddha. Forget what you've learned. The third lesson is the Tao. Enjoy what is.
Most of my closest friends and family don't meditate at all, zero, yet they are as happy as most of my friends and students that do. They manage their stress in their own ways.
The mastered breath, the living temple, builds physical and psychological peace within the anxious body and mind so that they both may fold into their own aliveness more easily.
The simplest reason for the breath's valued position in yoga and life, in general, is the obvious truth that without breath there is no life.
I don't know if you've ever sat and appreciated the fact that you are conscious.
The second mode of consciousness is dreaming. We all know what it is to dream.
When we think of dreamless sleep we think there is no consciousness, something like turning off the lights.
Life seems to be outside us but the most moving elements of life actually exist inside.
The human condition is defined by the back and forth between internalizing and externalizing awareness.
Yoga is a set of exercises designed to teach us how to stop our thought process.
How do we further still the mind, now knowing judgment is a detriment and subtle sensation is the focal point?
Babji looked up, "Will you obey me no matter the instruction?" The yogi agreed. "Then turn around and walk off the ledge."
Life is evidence of magic. What else could this living world be other than magic? Each new moment is a rabbit pulled from a hat.
God is that impenetrable will that effortlessly orders diversity itself to not just live but to live on symbiotically.
We are entwined and bound. But we are different and that is a knowing that matters.
So, let perfect be the everlasting practice of inhuman effort for the lifetime that I have to be human.
Our pain, on any level, is the neon beacon spelling S-A-M-S-A-R-A for our soul to see!