Yoga and movement for the modern human

It’s so inspiring to see so many people practising yoga in Ireland these days. When we started practising (less than 15 years ago) you’d never see people walking around with yoga mats under their arms. And if you did they were never, ever men!

Maybe I’m in a bubble but it does seem like, in general, people are taking more of an interest in their physical and mental health than even five years ago. There’s a proliferation of yoga studios and gyms in Dublin and beyond. Just from the window of the shala on Fitzwilliam Street you can see three personal training gyms. It’s great. And who did you know ten years ago who ever went to a personal trainer? Nobody right? Now it’s not uncommon. It makes me think that we’re going in the right direction.

But it also makes me think that maybe our generation is suffering physically and mentally more than previous generations did; that we need the likes of gyms and yoga studios more than ever.

We spend more time indoors, more time sitting down, and less time moving than our parents and certainly, our grandparents did. It used to be that we could get our movement and fresh-air requirements just from our work but those days are gone, never to return. We have become somewhat divorced from our environments and even from our own bodies. We’ve become a shadow of the wild men and women from whom we descended.

We seek out comfort and luxury whenever possible and we’re told by advertising that the more comfortable we are, the more successful and happy we will feel. Yet, as the boom in people running marathons or doing ultra-endurance events like Ironman and Spartan Races will testify to, it’s when we put ourselves in uncomfortable and challenging situations that we start to feel fully human.

With the proliferation of yoga and other movement practices in the last 30 years or so we are starting to see some really interesting innovation by some amazing people. I know innovation is a bit of a dirty word in the world of ashtanga yoga but, more and more, I’m starting to realise that we need to connect with other disciplines in order to truly understand our own.

When Ramamohan Brahmachari taught yoga to Krishmnamacharya in the Himalayas he could never possibly have understood that, in one hundred years time, the practitioners of this discipline would be sitting at a desk in front of a computer for a minimum of eight hours a day, five days a week!

It’s worth considering that even doing 9 hours of yoga per week may not fully solve all the problems that we’ve created with our modern lifestyle. The other 159 hours are also important!

So with that in mind, we’ve become very interested in the work of Tony Riddle, The Natural Lifestylist. In October he ran the length of Great Britain, from Land’s End to John O’ Groats in 30 days. That’s 30 miles per day. And he did the entire thing in his bare feet!!

Tony talks a lot about ‘rewilding’ our bodies and, also, our home and work environments so that we can start to live in a way that is more conducive to the proper functioning of our bodies and minds. The human being, after all, was forged through natural selection in the wilderness.

The best news is that we’ve reached out to Tony Riddle and he has agreed to come and share some of his knowledge with us at the shala. I’ll have more details for you soon but we expect that he’ll be teaching a two-day workshop at the shala on the weekend of the 8th and 9th of February 2020, from 10 am to 6 pm each day.

Please don’t misunderstand me here. Ashtanga yoga, on a purely physical level is an incredibly effective practice but it’s not perfect (physically). Bear in mind also, though, that the point of yoga isn’t to attain physical perfection. Yoga postures are, ultimately, tools to help bring us into a state of yoga; that is, having a pure and still mind. I’m talking here on a mostly physical plane.

Interesting things are happening in the world of movement. Mark Robberds, Ido Portal, Tony Riddle, and others are doing work which is enhancing our understanding of how to attain mastery of our bodies in the modern world. They are some of the pioneers of our generation, in the same way that Krishnamacharya and Pattabhi Jois were in their time.

We embrace this new inquiry and the knowledge which is being added by these trailblazers.

The times and dates for Tony Riddle’s visit might be subject to change but that’s the plan so far.


Transcendence through super-human effort

The running stage of a half-ironman race went past the front of our apartment complex last Sunday. For those of you who aren’t in the know with these things, a half-ironman is a 1.9km swim, followed by a 90km bike ride (up into the Dublin mountains in this case) and a 21.1 km run. It’s an epic undertaking. And yes, a full ironman is twice as long as that!

The winner was the gold medalist from the last two Olympic triathlons, Alistair Brownlee and it was an incredible sight to see him blasting around the course. He won by almost 11 minutes in the end.

It was the regular joe-soaps of the race though who really captured my imagination. I stood at the side of the road for almost five hours applauding and marveling at the effort that the athletes were putting in. The race started at 7am in the water in Sandycove and, although the winner crossed the line at around 11am, many were still running at 3 o’clock in the afternoon.

Over the last few years, I’ve listened to lots of ultra-endurance athletes speaking or have read what they’ve written. It’s a subject that really fascinates me. A common thread amongst them is that they say, after a certain point, the race becomes just as much of a mental battle as a purely physical one. What do you do when, after two hours on the bike, every muscle and sinew is in pain and your rational mind is screaming at you “You have to stop now or you’re going to die”? I suppose there are two options. Stop or keep going. The fact that so many keep going is a testament to the power of story in our lives; even the search for meaning really.

The story of a race that is staged at a certain time, on a certain date, in a certain place, over a certain distance is a very powerful one. Who chose the distances for these races? Why not 100km on the bike? Or 50? Or 1.5kms in the sea? Like so much in our world, it’s a construct. But, once we attach significance to that race and that distance then it can become so powerful in our minds that we are willing to put ourselves through hell to achieve success.

I was struck by the rawness of the experience. Sweat, blood, snot, salt-water, cramps, nausea, pain, chafing, detached toenails, and yet they continue to chase the goal of covering that distance without giving up.

It seems to me that it is good evidence of the separation of mind and Self that is referred to so much in the Indian philosophical tradition. The rational mind says “Stop, this is dangerous; you have nothing left; what is the point of this anyway?!”. But yet, there is another Self who is able to observe those thoughts and ignore their advice; a witness to the rational mind who is able to over-ride the thoughts; the ultimate decision-maker. And maybe that’s the true appeal of ultra-endurance sport, that participants are able to transcend the thinking mind and connect with that higher Self, the atman, that which connects us all to our true selves.

Patanjali says:
Yoga is the stilling of the mind (the stopping of thoughts). When all thoughts stop, the individual sees his true self. At all other times, the individual identifies with his thoughts.

Whether we know it or not, we are all seeking to experience our true selves. There is certainly potential for transcendent experiences in endurance sports (just as much as there is by doing yoga asanas) when the body becomes so exhausted that the regular functioning of the mind starts to shut down and maybe even stop.

Is that what we’re all seeking?


We’re obsessed with comfort

As I sit down to write this week our very good friend and neighbour is in labour, delivering her first baby into the world. She has decided to give birth at home and our apartments are as close as they can possibly be to each other. Suzanne and I really feel connected to her, almost like we’re in this together, despite the fact that she is in her own apartment (with her husband – also a very old friend – and a couple of midwives) and we’re in ours.

You can’t help but be transported back to the birth of your own children in times like these. The beauty of the whole thing is one thing, but what I’m struck by most of all today is the primal nature of childbirth. The pure rawness of it all. Even to be present at the moment of birth is unlike any other experience we humans will probably have in life. It’s uncomfortable, and painful, and emotional, and draining; exhilarating, and joyous, and exhausting; transcendent, and a thousand other things.

Today has caused me to reflect on how, during the most intense and uncomfortable experiences of our lives, we connect most fully with what it means to be human. What’s more human than giving birth to a child?

And yet we live out the rest of our lives seeking comfort; seeking ease; trying to numb our emotions. We have a primal need, though, I believe, to transcend the body and even the mind; to go to a place where nothing matters but the next breath. And yet, in life, we avoid these things at all cost.

Practising yoga asanas can help create some intense experiences in our lives and (while they’ll never be as intense as childbirth, nor would we want them to be) on the mat we sometimes get to reconnect with what it feels like to be fully human. It is the discomfort which is caused by some of the yoga postures, the ones that we want to be over as quickly as possible, which can help us to reconnect with that primal nature. There is huge value in feeling some discomfort on a daily basis. It’s impossible in this life not to suffer in some way or another. We can, however, practise, through yoga or many other disciplines, what our response to suffering will be when it comes along.

Sending love and happiness to our beautiful friends and neighbours Andrew and Eva, and to baby Harmony. Thank you for teaching us to live a life without fear.


Yoga and nothing else?

There’s a feeling amongst ashtanga yoga practitioners that doing other physical pursuits negatively impacts your ability to do yoga postures; that running tightens the hamstrings and hurts your knees, climbing causes the shoulders and upper back to become stiff, cycling tightens the hips, lifting weights in the gym causes all the muscles to become tight and stiff rather than supple. Friends of mine were even advised to take rickshaws everywhere in Mysore because walking would make them stiff for yoga practice.

If you’ve practised yoga for even a short time you might recognise that there is some truth to this. If you go for a long hike in the mountains you will feel stiff the next day in your yoga practice. If you run long distances (and the word long is, of course, entirely subjective here) you’ll probably find the same thing.

A friend I met on my first trip to Mysore in 2007 said: “Yoga makes you able to do everything else better, and doing everything else makes yoga worse”.

So what should we do? Should we forsake all other physical pursuits so that we have an easier time doing the yoga postures? Long-time readers of my emails will probably guess my answer to this, but it sort of depends really.

If the most important thing to you, at the moment, is to progress through all the different series’ of ashtanga yoga then it might be smart to avoid other things which are going to negatively impact that. Progression in asana is a valid goal and probably the one which keeps most people hooked on ashtanga yoga, at least for the first few years.

If like me, however, you have realised that you are never going to finish all six series (and, in fact, you’re unable to do some of the postures you used to be able to do) then you might end up with a choice.

Give up practising altogether because making no progress is too frustrating. So many people choose this and it is extremely unfortunate in my opinion.

or

Ask yourself what your motivation to practice yoga really is. There are hundreds of reasons to keep practising (a few of them are listed here). If we find something that motivates us to return to our mats over and over again, then we don’t need to worry about whether or not we can do the postures the way we might like.

So if we are practising regularly and are not worried about progressing through the series then we must revisit whether or not we should also allow ourselves to pursue other physical disciplines. It seems self-evident to me that we should endeavour to live our lives unrestricted by our own fears. If we feel like running we should run, if we feel like climbing we should climb, if we feel like learning a martial art we should learn a martial art, and if we feel like going to the gym and lifting heavy stuff then we should do that. Surely all of these things can help in the pursuit of physical health and mental clarity, both of which we are striving for in our yoga practice.

Anything which challenges us in new ways provides us with the potential to grow (that’s part of the reason the ashtanga yoga asanas get harder the further we get through each series), and personal growth and self-awareness are at the heart of yoga practice.

My advice:
Don’t live in fear of stifling your progress in asana. Live a full life and grow old with no regrets.

I went to my first Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu class today. Practice is going to be tough tomorrow!


Tumbling, twisting and twirling

Our daughter, Molly, had her sixth birthday yesterday. I know, time flies.

We spent the morning at the food market in The People’s Park near our apartment with some of our closest friends who Molly loves, eating nice things including Teddy’s ice-cream with a flake and sprinkles. Aren’t birthdays great?

The afternoon was spent trying on her new clothes, playing with her new Spirograph® from Auntie Sharon, doing handstands and cartwheels on the grass, jumping on her cousins’ trampoline, more presents, then watching a few cartoons, dinner, bath, and bed. An objectively good day for a six-year-old.

Just before she went to bed we had a little cuddle and I asked her if she’d had a good birthday. She said “It was ok. I hurt my two fingers” (she does yoga in school and she’s been practising Bakasana since last week, she fell out of it and bent her two fingers back a bit), “Andrew stood on my foot, I scraped the back of my leg against the steps outside and I fell on my head when I was trying to go from handstand into bridge” (urdhva dhanurasana or a backbend to you and I).

Before you feel too sad about the terrible hurt that was inflicted upon her on her birthday let me just tell you that this is a totally normal day for her. She’s always either cartwheeling or hand-standing or doing back-bends. In fact, she’s almost never the right way up! And because of her love of tumbling, twirling and twisting she usually ends up hurting herself in one way or another.

It doesn’t stop her though. A quick cry, a hug and a kiss from myself or Suzanne and, before you know it, she’s upside down again.

I wouldn’t say she’s an unusually fearless child; she’s afraid of dogs, not too confident climbing trees, shy around people she doesn’t know. But she’s so determined to master different things (handstands, backbends etc.) that she doesn’t let little accidents stop her along the way.

I’m sure a lot, if not most, kids are like this but, somewhere along our life-journey we start to allow ourselves to be stymied by little setbacks in our lives. When does it change? Which of us really knows? But many of us are so much more cautious as adults than we were as children.

Ashtanga yoga can help us to reconnect to the child we once were. It can help us to regain the fearlessness and the determination we had as children to master something physical. But, even for us ashtanga yoga practitioners, we can fall foul of injuries, falling out of postures, hurting ourselves while practising. We mustn’t fear. We mustn’t let it diminish our determination or, most importantly, stop us from enjoying our practice and our lives.

We have to learn to approach yoga practice and life like a six-year-old. Maybe we should start sending her into the shala, instead of me and Suzanne, to really teach us all how to live a fuller life!


Inoculate yourself against the politics of division

I’ve been morbidly fascinated by the developments (or lack of) around Brexit these last few weeks. The mind boggles with the backward-thinking that has been on display in certain quarters. The pigheadedness, obstinance, and pure self-interest that has been demonstrated by a number of politicians has been staggering. Yes, we have been conditioned to expect less and less from our elected representatives over the years but this is taking it to a new level.

Nationalism has reared its ugly head again in the last decade or so throughout much of Europe and the politics of division has proven to be very popular. In the United States, some of Donald Trump’s policies are paving the way for all-out fascism (disguised as ‘patriotism’).

In an age when it feels like we should be breaking down borders and embracing our fellow earthlings, there are those who wish to isolate themselves from all other cultures, traditions, ethnicities. The very fact that on a global scale, through technological innovation, we are becoming socially, economically and culturally closer to each other is understandably uncomfortable for people who are frightened of whatever lies outside their own limited world-view.

When people feel disempowered in their lives they become frightened of everything.

So they want to leave the EU, close the borders, build a wall, imprison asylum seekers and lock up their children. Do anything to discourage the ‘invasion’ from beyond, of people who are ‘not us’.

When we should be encouraging the global community to co-operate towards achieving our combined physical, intellectual, emotional, economic, cultural, environmental and spiritual well-being we are, instead, running in the other direction.

I feel lucky to have had the opportunity to practise yoga since my mid-twenties. In the above context, I see practising yoga as a sort of inoculation against these extreme ideas of nationalism, xenophobia, and of the concept of ‘native vs foreign’.

When we practice yoga – through whatever alchemy there is within the breathing, postures, and drishti, combined with some rudimentary study of yoga philosophy – we slowly come to realise that each of us shares a collective consciousness with all of our fellow men and women, and indeed all sentient life. We come to know, in a visceral sense, that we are all one on planet earth. Whatever pain and suffering we inflict on ‘others’ is inflicted in turn upon us.

Something happens to us underneath the surface when we practise yoga with earnestness. We start to see ourselves in others and others in ourselves. We become immune to hate and, if we want to, we can start to become a beacon for acceptance, tolerance, and love in the world. Fear in all senses can be overcome through self-empowerment.

We must keep practising and keep on spreading this knowledge or we might find ourselves building bigger and bigger walls until we are the only ones left inside the prison.


After the honeymoon

I have very fond memories of my first few years of ashtanga yoga practice; being exposed to new ideas and philosophies, enjoying the challenge of learning new postures, bringing awareness to new parts of the body that had, unbeknownst to me, been lying dormant for years, and enjoying progressing through the primary series (albeit at a much slower pace than most people).

I had a feeling of empowerment unlike anything I had experienced before and I was hooked almost from the very beginning.

Because I teach ashtanga yoga now, I regularly get to share in my students’ experience of the same process. It’s a real privilege.

Ashtanga yoga is such a powerful method for body and mind, and it can facilitate great insights into how we are living our lives on a daily basis. In our daily practice, we hold up a mirror to our physical, mental, and emotional state and can examine what we find.

At the beginning of our practice journey, this can lead to many revelations which can have the potential to profoundly change our relationship to the world around us. This can even happen very quickly. However, it’s not uncommon to find that, just when a student realises they have the power to change their life circumstances for the better that they give up practising; unwilling, unable, or simply not-yet-ready to deal with the changes in consciousness – and in personal circumstances – that may arise.

The simple tristhana method of moving the body, with conscious breathing, while concentrating our gaze can have some unexpected real-life effects.

This is what I often call the honeymoon period of practice. It can last a good number of years or even a lifetime but, for a lot of us, there will come a time when we feel like we are not experiencing the same benefits from the practice that we once were.

And then what happens?

There is a binary choice: Keep practising or stop practising.

Lots of people stop practising when they feel like they’ve reached a plateau, or they get injured, or they just don’t feel the same enjoyment as they once did.

Those that keep practising can go through a period of frustration and doubt. This, though, is to be expected as part of the journey. When we realise that Patanjali wrote about exactly this in the Yoga Sutras, 2,500 years ago, we come to see that frustration and doubt are all part of the process.

The nine obstacles to success in yoga as set out by Patanjali in the Yoga Sutras are:

  1. Disease or sickness
  2. Lack of enthusiasm, stagnation
  3. Doubt
  4. Impatience
  5. Lethargy/laziness
  6. Over-indulgence, non-moderation
  7. Incorrect understanding
  8. Inability to hold onto what has been achieved
  9. Sliding backwards from what has previously been achieved

When we see that the problems we are experiencing have been experienced by most, if not all, of the practitioners of yoga who have gone before us, it can provide some sense of solace and also a feeling that, despite feeling like we’re getting nowhere, we’re actually right on track. 

To open a 2,500-year-old text and find our current thought patterns being expounded upon is a bit like one of those sealed-envelope magic tricks; like the one where the magician writes down the name of the playing-card that an audience member ends up picking from the deck. Patanjali’s premonition of our mental state is not magic though, it is borne of experience, forged in the crucible of uninterrupted, daily practice. He knew what we must go through in order to get to the pinnacle of yoga practice because he, himself had gone through that exact process.

So if you’re faced with that nagging feeling that you’re not achieving anything.

Let it go.

Enjoy your time on the mat.

There is no need for daily progression in the asanas. Ashtanga yoga is a daily ritual which, when practised for long enough, has the potential to open our hearts and minds. It is when we become ‘opened-up’ that we can receive insight into the nature of reality and of ourselves.

And that’s what we are really striving to do.

Bonus Video

Tim Miller begins his introduction to new students by speaking about the nine obstacles. The sound quality isn’t great but it’s worth it for the pearls of wisdom

Thank you for the love

Yoga Stops Traffick. Wow!!

We’re so proud of all of you wonderful people for coming along and doing 108 sun salutations!! And we’re so proud of the donations you made.

I wasn’t able to make it along myself. I had made a commitment to play on a recording of some music for a new Amazon Prime TV series. Those kinds of recording sessions are scheduled months in advance and there are so many people (and so much money) involved that there’s no getting out of it once it’s set. I was happy to have organised the event though, and so lucky to have such a wonderful wife and yoga-partner to run the event on the day.

When Suzanne told me all about it I was so sad that I wasn’t there. For those of you who couldn’t make it along, everyone in the class counted at least two of the surya namaskara in their own language. We had English, Irish, Polish, Spanish, Croatian, German, and of course, Sanskrit. What a fantastic thing to do. I’m sure everyone came out with a very good feeling of having worked very hard and done something very worthwhile.

In terms of donations (which are still coming in) our current total is €775 taken directly by us plus around €300-350 donated directly to Yoga Stops Traffick by current or former students at the shala who couldn’t make it along on the day.

So that’s over €1,000. I can’t believe we raised such a fantastic amount.

Besides the money side of things, the fact that the children of Odanadi can see that there are people in the world who care about them is a huge deal. For part of their lives, they were neglected, abused, and made to feel like nothing in this world was good. Through Odanadi they have been helped to live a new life. And all of you who came along – and those of you who donated online – are a part of that happy story.

If you would still like to add a donation please do. You can just click below.

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The best thing we do all year

I’m using the Moon Day News this week to make sure you all know about the best thing we do all year.

On Saturday the 2nd of March at 10am we will be participating in this year’s Yoga Stops Traffick event.

Yoga Stops Traffick is an annual, global event which raises funds for Odanadi Seva Trust, a home for children in Mysore who are the victims of human trafficking.

Odanadi is a very special place which is very close to our hearts. 25 years ago, while researching a story about prostitution, two former journalists, Stanly and Parashu (who still run Odanadi), came to the realisation that they couldn’t stand by any longer and allow this horrific situation to continue. They set up a boys’ and a girls’ home for children who had been victims of human trafficking.

Since then they have been literally kicking doors down and rescuing children from unspeakably monstrous people and situations. They house, feed, educate and rehabilitate these children and endeavour to provide them with a level of normality which they didn’t have before.

Many of the children in Odanadi had, while under control of the traffickers, been forcibly addicted to drugs in order to pacify them. As you would also expect, there is a high level of residual trauma and mental health problems which they experience. Stanly, Parashu and the people at Odanadi provide a safe space in which these beautiful children can find some peace and build a new life.

Much of the budget of Odanadi is taken up by fighting court cases against the traffickers who sue them for seizing their ‘property’. Because they are dealing with a notoriously corrupt system, the police often take the side of the traffickers and expensive legal action follows.

The children of Odanadi are sent to school where possible. Many of them even continue on to University, all funded by Odanadi. The children become able to live a normal and productive life as functioning members of Indian society, despite their horrific history.

Those children who are so severely psychologically damaged that they are unable to attend school, are taken care of through the Odanadi system and made to feel safe and like valued members of the community there. It is really a special place.

As I said above, it is a place that is very close to our hearts. Suzanne taught yoga to the girls the last two times we were in Mysore and I visited myself a number of times. Despite the trauma that the residents have gone through, as soon as you walk through the gates of Odanadi, you get an unmistakable sense that this is a happy place, full of happy children.

Help Odanadi continue to support the happiness of their children and to rescue more and more girls and boys from the horrors of human trafficking.

Please come along on Saturday the 2nd of March and support the amazing work that they are doing.

Odanadi kids

Self Doubt

Every two weeks I spend a day or more wondering how I’m going to come up with something to write for the moon-day news.

I feel like I have nothing to say, nothing to share, nothing that can add value or meaning for you, the students of our shala and all the other readers of this newsletter. I’m actually filled with dread every, single time I have to write to you all.

I’m afraid of being judged by anyone who reads my words. I’m embarrassed by the sense that I have no real knowledge or insight into the vast subject of yoga.

Who am I to be writing about this subject? Shouldn’t I just leave it up to those who have been practising for much longer than me; to those who are more well-versed in the philosophy of yoga than I am; to those who have really walked this path with conviction and have sacrificed their lives in the pursuit of the lofty goal of yoga?

Serendipitously, I have engineered this deadline for myself. I know that many of you depend on getting the moon-day news in your inbox as a reminder that there is no class at the shala the next day. And that fact is the thing that eventually forces me into sitting down in front of the computer each time.

Having come to know so many of our students well over the last few years I know there are at least a few to whom this fortnightly moon-day news means a lot. They have told me this. And so it’s undeniable that I’m contributing something of value to at least a few people through my writing.

And so I must ask myself the question, why do I dread writing this so much?

I am usually somewhat proud of having written the moon-day news. I receive lots of emails from people telling me that they love what I write. There is a very positive feedback-loop around the whole thing. And yet, I have this gnawing sensation that I have nothing to write. Literally nothing. Surely, after 137 emails I’ve exhausted my reservoir of useful information.

So maybe there is a moral to all of this.

I think most of us judge ourselves too harshly and it becomes transposed into all aspects of our lives. We want to be the best employee, the best boss, the best husband, wife, father, mother, lover, writer, yoga-practitioner, blogger, student, Instagrammer, friend, cook, entertainer.

I caught myself yesterday evening giving myself the same trip in another aspect of my life. As many of you know, Suzanne and I lead a double-life (professionally speaking) as both yoga teachers and orchestral musicians. I had a concert at the National Concert Hall last night and, as I so often do, I worried that I was going to mess up. There is a version of this internal narrative that many of us have all the time. Of course, and as usual, it all went totally fine and I performed perfectly well. And a thought occurred to me when I got home, relieved to have “gotten away with it” again: I would say, since I started playing professionally, that I’ve done around 30 to 50 concerts a year. That adds up to somewhere between 450 to 700 concerts in my career. There are two instances in which I remember making bad mistakes out of all of those thousands of pieces of music that I’ve played in concert. TWO!

And yet, the fear is always there that the other musicians that I’m playing with will finally notice that I’m rubbish. What’s that all about?!

I think almost all of us have our own version of this.

We must examine our relationship with those areas of our lives in which we exhibit utter competence but yet we feel like an impostor, and ask ourselves why we are engaging in these limiting and negative patterns of thought.

I guess my point here is that we all have fears and self-doubt. It is just our minds turning over and over; the ego taking control of our thought-patterns. We place so much value in what our mind tells us, but sometimes our thoughts are not our friends and they are not to be trusted. Remember the third Yoga Sutra “When thoughts stop the individual sees his or her true self”.

See, another one written! Phew!!


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