8.4.17 Hawaii Day 12

Today began with self-guided meditation by the ocean and an amazing inversion workshop. Being upside down with all that refreshing blood rushing to my brain always brings intense focus later in the day/evening (e.g., exciting ideas around classes, workshops, and retreats when I return home). After lunch came a long and focused discussion on developing personal and sustainable practices and a Dinacharya that will pacify negative tendencies and meet individual needs to show up every day as my best self. Lots more on this to come.

Tomorrow will bring a short break before diving into some advanced sequencing. Until then, a few words on Real:

“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.”

“Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.

“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”

“Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,” he asked, “or bit by bit?”

“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”

The Velveteen Rabbit

For me, yoga is making sure that by the time I’m Real, all my hair isn’t rubbed off, my eyes haven’t dropped out, my joints aren’t all loose and I don’t feel very shabby. Alternatively, perhaps yoga for me is realizing that the journey that rubbed off all my hair, dropped out my eyes, loosened my joints, and made me shabby was the very journey that made me real. What if I was real the whole time but it took all that for me to understand? What if I realized I was real without all that?

What if all my questions are the journey?
What are your questions?
What’s your journey?
Do you feel Real?
How?
How not?

Share. Think. Connect. Elevate.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s