During the past year we have seen the so-called "
white elephant nobody wants to talk about" all over the news, starting with the discussions generated by the
letter to the editor of Yoga Journal, the rants about some advertisings with a
nude yogini (pictures that I actually happen to
really like), negative reviews on the publication of a
yoga teacher's new book (which I bought and read), a controversial article by a very famous teacher on the
NY Times, and as of lately a new yoga studio in Boston founded by senior yoga teachers to
bring yoga back into yoga.
So, just to be clear of what I am talking about, the
white elephant, is the
dark side, the "booty yoga", the "naked yoga", the "yoga for eccentrics who like to skyboard" the "Star Wars yoga" and so on,
the ones that are not yogic enough, the ones that make us frown and go: "that is no yoga"!.
That would be "the dark side" as intended for this post.
I
understand, I sometimes feel within me the pinch, the doubt, the discomfort, but my intuition tells me that
there is no dark side, or rather,
it is one of the two sides that makes the whole, black and white, Vader and Walker, yin and yang, ida and pingala, left and right. Different, but of the same organism.
Consider for example
Richard Freeman, one of the most advanced/serious practitioners of yoga in this country (and the world?) (our Yoda?).
Have you ever listened to "The Yoga Matrix" by him? let me rephrase, have you ever actually heard and understood what he is saying ?
I don't mean that in a patronizing tone, I mean from my own experience because it has
taken me 2 years to actually remain awake (and dont mean just zzz) at the whole discourse, and I have only recently began to have enough clarity of mind to actually read and understand the first two chapters of its sister book, The Mirror of Yoga.
Today for example
I understood one thing. In the 11th chapter of the Gita, he describes (for us the laymen of the yoga land) that Krishna shows himself to Arjuna in all its immensity, and Arjuna gets scared, and so he changes and changes forms until Arjuna is calm enough to get enlightened, but then Arjuna looses it again and Krishna tells him
the only way to really get it is to "love" as in "devotion".
But what on earth is love? how do we do this?, and so Freeman says that we realize that love is something we can aspire to, by doing all the other practices Krishna explains in the previous chapters. By doing yoga.
What is my point? it takes years of deep dedication to begin to scratch the surface of "YOGA", years of our time's attention deficit disorder combing, discrimination grooming, presence tunning.
I started yoga because I thought I would get pretty and maybe get lucky with a hot type yogi, not proud of it but
is the truth.
I am grateful that I was vane enough to go for it within the disorientation and limitations of my mind at the moment because if I did not
go for the lust then
I would never have gotten to the Gita, Patanjali, or an unfiltered sense of Marichasana A, a deep silence of savasana, or to understand that love is a practice, or that devotion can be done while putting together the spinach salad.
How about when Freeman says that
"tantra" is the outskirts of yoga, the down and dirty area in between neighborhoods where schools meet, where conversations can be whatever they might, and where the people who are practicing at every moment, trying to go deep, wrestling with it, trying to figure it out regardless of definitions, using whatever works, those are the tantrics.
I believe yoga is overdue for what is happening to it, not much different than what was happening in the old days where different schools would meet and discuss and talk and create new brands and tantrics would go off and live naked and covered in ashes while others would go and sit on a cave and yet others would experiment in other bizar ways.
We owe to those trantrics discussions of old the depth we have today.
So today our different experiments involve doing things we do in these times, our times, like butt yoga, or yoga for surfers or the zen of tango and yoga, or whatever.
Oh, and the other part, the materialistic side, the 150 yoga pants. I sometimes wonder if we can perhaps look a little further. The 150 pants may be what the attachment producer of today, while the white ashes may have been the attachment producer of old, same story, different names and price tags. Are there consequences to buying plastic bottles? yes, but
do we really believe we can change another person? Or do we have enough discrimination to realize that the only way anyone can change and care is if they so desire to do so, and so, we need to
start where we are.
So, in my opinion, there is no elephant and no dark side, whatever these new movements, they are here to sprout and stay, to show new directions, to crack us up and teach us, to challenge us, to show us how be flexible where it counts the most, to start where we are, to make money or not, the question is, can we accept it and work with, the same way we do in pranayama when we balance the air flow of the nostrils?
May the force be with us
The idea for this post was inspired by
Nobel (thank you!), who comments here often, the opinions however are just mine.
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