It’s All Good// In and Out of Concentration

In my in-real-life classes, we have meandered our way through the limbs of yoga as described by Patanjali to arrive at Dhyana/Meditation/Contemplation.

Dhyana.

We have to come out of something to know we’ve been in it.

The realization.

The thought.

The spark of awareness inevitably unbinds us from presence.

And this is a good thing. I think. I submit.

Our work as yogis is not to insulate or isolate ourselves from the world. from life. from other. people. Our work is to be in it as completely as possible. To feel it all the way out to our edges. And to know its center as love. Even/ especially the things that look nothing like love.

But to locate the place where the separation between me/you dissolves, we must (somewhat counterintuitively, perhaps) begin to know and relate to space.

And of course that takes work.

But I have found that there is rarely a need to push, that the next step is revealed as a matter of course.

And I’ve found that the work tends to take its own course or rhythm. Things tend to sift and sort themselves out. If we pay attention to the rhythm, the ritual, then we are able to call upon it when things are harder.

So I think this might be a way of saying:

1. practice without attachment;

2. notice what emerges;

3. falling out of the moment is a necessary component to being in it, so don’t worry too much about it;

4. things have a way of leading to other things;

5. we’re using words to endeavor to describe the wordless.

love.