After a little over a year of teaching, I finally found the courage to ask my students,
“Why are you here?”
Why do you get up and come to yoga?
I’ve always kind of assumed people were there for the physical practice. That’s what us Westerner’s are always here for, right? Movement and progress, yeah?
Almost resoundingly everyone responded along the lines that they just know yoga is an all encompassing wellness practice. Not one of them said anything about a goal to attain or a pose to get into.
My intention at the start of the year was to go back to the foundation. I thought that meant standing poses and balance.
What I forgot? That asana literally means a comfortable seat. To be comfortable in contorted shapes, we must know first how it feels in the stillness of our inner being. As the mind, so the body. We cultivate the stillness in practice to take what the world brings with ease an grace.
With my intention in place, the path led to a practice of spending at least 5 minutes (the idea of meditation has always been daunting to me, but 5 minutes? That I could do.) in the same spot at the same time for 21 days.
By day three or four I began to stay longer. 20. 30. 40 minutes. Letting the mind exhaust itself to be able to hear the secrets of the universe spill forth. Filling the holes I didn’t know were there with the intangible knowledge that I had previously sought in other people or things.
Also an enormous lesson in the Law of Attraction and not blocking the channel. We must let go of the idea of what things should be, and just let them be what they are in each and every moment. Maybe I would be standing on one leg a lot longer if I forced an outcome, but what I have learned instead is something I never even knew was inside.
In 9 days (thus far), my entire world is different.
Or more clearly, an entirely new world to explore has opened up.
And I’m fucking saddled up for the ride.