Unreal to Real

I have long had a dream, an impossible dream.  I wanted to write a book.  I really love writing but then came a slippery slope, I started writing blogs.  Finally came the deathblow:  I started to want my blog posts to be meaningful, insightful and I wanted people to read them.  I went from being able to write quickly and easily to having to labor over everything that I wrote.  I feared that what I wrote would not be good enough, would not be wise enough or, worst of all, would actually be harmful to those who read it.

Over the summer, I came face to face with one of my greatest fears—which partly formed the fear that blogging awoke in me—and eleven days ago, I watched it evaporate in the intense heat of my yoga sadhana.  Since that moment, life has opened up to me more than it ever has and presented me, day after day, with exactly the experiences I feared most.  In every experience, I felt free to finally let myself go completely.  There were still moments of fear but they shriveled beneath the light that burns in me.  This post, however, is not about fear nor is it about that burning light.  This post is about one of the amazing things that has happened:  A Book.

For years I have dreamed of being an author.  I started writing my first novel at age 15 but I never finished it.  I have since started writing three other books, all unfinished.  Fear, that soul crushing fear, made sure that I never wrote, The End.  The fear is dead and this week I found something amazing that has given me the tools I need to write.  Now my fingers have taken on a life of their own, words fly off them onto this keyboard or through a pen.  I woke at 5:30 this morning and this happened:

Mind Maps!


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Step into the Unknown

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What you put into Yoga and your intention for practicing it is exactly what you will receive for your efforts.  Most of us, however, have no firm idea what we want from our practice.  We know Yoga makes us feel good and we like that; so, we stick with it.  There are many different definitions of Yoga and there are so very many styles, trends, fads and traditions of practicing Yoga.


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Guru Purnima

 

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Today is Guru Purnima, the day to honor and revere one’s guru and the True Guru that we each are.  The three pictures above depict the three masters within my Yoga Lineage that I consider my guru.  I have never met Dadaji, represented by the statue, nor have I met Bapuji, the bald headed man.  I have, however, felt their guidance and love.  The man at the top is Yogi Amrit Desai, my guru, and I call him Gurudev which means beloved guru.  I rejoice in the lives of these great teachers and am so grateful to benefit from their teaching.

They are my guru but they are not the Guru.  They are pointers or guides, directing each of us to look inward and to realize what we find there.  The true realization is, however, that the Guru is not only within.  The Guru is all things at all times.  It is all the True Guru.

Jai Bapuji!
Jai Dadaji!
Jai Gurudev!

Jai Bhagwan!


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A Bunch of Ormonds

through the windowIt’s early Sunday morning and I’m sitting at my kitchen table, surrounded by a crazy disarray of packed boxes and bags.  I look out into my backyard and remember seeing some of what I’ll share with you today but I don’t want to get ahead of myself.  Before I dive into the substance of this post, I need to give you a little taste of my family history and some of my own personal history.


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Did You Enjoy the Meal?

Chandrakant, my friend and mentorI count myself to be blessed because I know the man pictured to the left.  He is known as Chandrakant.  He is a great teacher, not because he is charismatic but because he has personally experienced what he teaches.  He is exceptionally devoted to Bapuji, Gurudev and, from what I have observed, to anyone who happens to be in front of him.  He is a very intense man and that intensity can, at times, feel very intimidating until one realizes the intensity comes from his insatiable desire that everyone be free.  Chandrakant is also a great storyteller and, I have found, his stories are usually worth much more than just their great entertainment value.


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Mother Divine

NGC_6302HSTOn this Mother’s Day I find that words fail to fully express my love for my mother, my grandmothers, my wife, my mother-in-law, my aunts and all the amazing and wonderful women in my life.  Instead of struggling to write the awe and reverence I feel, may I simply share the following that I recorded this morning.

 

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A Painful Experience

painI received a very intriguing and insightful text this morning and on reading it, I knew I needed to write about it for two reasons.  First, I had more to say than a text reply would allow.  Second and more importantly, the insights in this text are important for us to understand.  Here’s some quick background.  This student had been experiencing shoulder pain.  So much pain that she went to the doctor about it.  Doctor said no more Yoga until you’ve been to physical therapy and they give the OK.  She went to PT, experienced no real relief, had other choice things to say about the experience and returned to the Community Yoga class yesterday morning.  She immediately let me know that she would be slow and gentle with all of the postures.  Here’s her text:


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