The silence that happens in a personal practice, in a Mysore room, where each practitioner goes through the series they may be at (first, second, third) in silence, and the teacher adjusts each one individually meeting them where they are, is precious.
It is something to be experienced at least once.
It is something to be experienced at least once.
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| Centred Yoga Mysore Room - Silence |
This personal dedication to being with our own bodies is our final teacher. They say we don't really learn something until we have thought it, until we have let it run through our nervous system enough times that we understand it and have verbalized it for others to understand.
This is the beauty of self-practice. We learn by doing, no directions involved. Rather we experiment in our inner lab, we play with the only instrument we have to access the divine behind everything.
This is the beauty of self-practice. We learn by doing, no directions involved. Rather we experiment in our inner lab, we play with the only instrument we have to access the divine behind everything.
To give you an example, this is how my understanding of a seemingly simple pose like Tadasana evolved:
In the first couple of years of practice Tadasana was, for me, an embarrassing pose. I did not like how my inner thighs touched while other beautiful yogis had space between them, and in my mind, looked 'better than me'. This is not a reflection of the pose but of my mental state at the time. It was not a good one, it was leading to eating disorders.
Eventually through visiting many teachers, taking many more silent classes, and practicing on my own, I came to understand how the balance on the four corners of the feet was of tremendous importance not only to how I would balance throughout the rest of the practice, which was a revelation in itself, but also throughout the rest of the day.
Noticing that, Samastitihi (Tadasana) became a more important pose, and not any longer one that I dismissed as if it was just a painful thing to 'get over and done with as quickly as possible'.
Pattabhi Jois in Tadasana
Mountain pose
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Eventually through visiting many teachers, taking many more silent classes, and practicing on my own, I came to understand how the balance on the four corners of the feet was of tremendous importance not only to how I would balance throughout the rest of the practice, which was a revelation in itself, but also throughout the rest of the day.
Noticing that, Samastitihi (Tadasana) became a more important pose, and not any longer one that I dismissed as if it was just a painful thing to 'get over and done with as quickly as possible'.
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| B.K.S. in Tadasana |
Then there is the deep play of the lower body gathering energy from what seems to be the center of the earth and flowing upwards while the head levels the cosmic energy and brings it downward. Both meeting in the center of my solar plexus. I feel the energy moving. I feel the breath beginning to warm my body. I feel concentration happening.
There is SO MUCH within this very first, seemingly non-important pose, that I find myself in gratitude that I can practice it. I wonder what practitioners who have done it even longer than me discover.
And so, over long periods of time of repeating the poses, of directing the will to go within, of observing how the body changes with the day, the temperature, the emotions, the fluctuations of our mind, we learn about ourselves.
And if we are lucky we might at some point be able to navigate our deep fall into a state of silence without waking up any of the talking monsters that live in our minds, and experience a state of "at-one-ment". We just might.
And if we are lucky we might at some point be able to navigate our deep fall into a state of silence without waking up any of the talking monsters that live in our minds, and experience a state of "at-one-ment". We just might.
REASONS WHY I AM GRATEFUL FOR ASHTANGA YOGA:



Thanks for this wonderful perspective on going deeper into the poses and really finding the edge of even those ones that we think are just "there."
ReplyDeleteHannah, yes it is funny how the mind tricks us into thinking some poses are more important and others just there, you are welcome, glady to hear from you.
ReplyDeleteYou have beautifully put the Magic of Mysore into words - thank you for that. There is this great silence, but I love that it's not an empty silence... there's a hum to the room. The out-of-sync ujjayi coming from everyone in the room often has a hypnotic effect on me.
ReplyDeleteI'm living in a city with only one Ashtanga studio, and I have recently decided to stop practicing there because I can't handle the arrogance of the teacher. The studio is worlds away from the Ashtanga studio in my hometown where I established my practice. it is not a warm, accepting, or encouraging environment.
It *pains* me to no longer have a Mysore practice, and this series of Grateful for Ashtanga posts are helping me really understand why. It's also forcing me to think through my leaving the Arrogant Studio. In any case, thanks for the post, and the blog. :)
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ReplyDeleteClaudia, your experience of Tadasana/Samastitihi is that of a true yogi, absolute presence and reverence.
ReplyDeleteXuuya, good point, yes the hum of the room... Sorry to hear about your studio experience, glad this helped somehow... I appreciate your kind words :-)
ReplyDeleteLilasvb thank you :-) Mysore soon ha?
Nobodhi thanks