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Revisiting the classics

May 12, 2019
Revisiting the classics

Guru Jagat is gone, and I miss her. For those who don’t know her yet, yes, she’s the magnificent lady with the long blond hair. And yes, you’ll often see her all dressed in white, with a turban to top it off.

Don’t be fooled by her weird looks. She’s one hell of a woman. In a little less than a year, she has become my virtual teacher. My idol. I’m not a stalker (yet), but def a raving fan. 

I thought I knew a thing or two about yoga. Now my mind is blown by the technology of Kundalini, and the impressive knowledge bombs GJ shares with us between two sets of frog squats and a couple of laugh-out-loud jokes. Because not only is she wise beyond words, she’s also quite funny.

Enough about me girl crushing on her. The point here is she’s now on a yatra in Tibet. And I miss my daily classes with her. From Monday to Saturday, she’s usually teaching, and I get to follow the class later that day or that week through the magic of technology and RA MA tv. But for the whole month of May, she’s away, which means no more new classes.

Mind you, I went back and did some old classes. Actually, I’m done with all of 2018’S classes. Getting ready for 2017. But it’s not quite the same when Guru Jagat isn’t commenting on the news and giving her two cents on the latest Netflix original series. 

She left us with two classes to practice to get ready for solstice while she was away. Two tiny classes. A and B. Like two sides of an ancient audio cassette. 

That can’t work. I’ll get bored, for sure. 

And so what? Why is it that I always have to seek novelty? What’s so bad about doing the same stuff over and over again? 

The truth is I’m afraid. I’m afraid of boredom because then I won’t be focusing on learning something new, and I’ll have some room to be with myself. And I don’t want to.

The same reason I’m not walking without my headphones ever anymore. Silence scares me. What I could hear when I’m not plugged on a podcast is frightening. 

As soon as I sense some fear, I know right away it’s showing me the way. So I dive in. I do the same class again.

Then I get it. This is the way to practice. To go deep instead of wide. 

Same kryas and meditations, every day. Otherwise how will you know if you ever improve? How can you develop a skill if you only practice it once? How could you ever learn more if you’re always distracted trying to figure out how to do the thing?

Sure, there’s the risk of getting too comfortable and falling asleep in the same patterns. The work is exactly that: how much can you stay present even when you think you know. How can you fully engage, paying attention to the details, staying curious in the now.

It’s the biggest illusion ever: the job you feel too competent for, the boyfriend you believe you know by heart, this routine you’re so over, they’re never quite the same. Because you’re always changing. 

Since you’re always moving, then it’s good to find things that aren’t always so new. Allowing you to find ways within yourself instead of outside. Discovering new paths. 

As you get to feel at home within and become amazed by what’s going on deep there, your relationship to the outside world will change too. You become aware of the magic happening outside to.

That’s when gratitude comes in, effortlessly. No need to force it down your throat in the morning and at night with a pen and a paper and the 3 things you have to write down. You get to appreciate whatever happens because you don’t need any of it. Your home doesn’t feel empty and sad and lonely. Your home, your body, your time with yourself has become this sacred space. 

As within, so without. 

Which doesn’t mean going out isn’t fun. It’s an exquisite balance between time spent in vs out. No matter where you choose to go though, your journey feels guided.

The path is clear, as in a video game where the boosts would appear surrounded by light and stars. You know who to talk to, what to read, what to listen to. You’re not overloading yourself with tons of information.

In this big data era, your capacity to distinguish what you need from what you don’t is one hell of a precious skill. You’re not wasting energy on stuff you don’t need. You MarieKondo your way through life.

As Lauren Roxburgh says, the way you breathe is the way you live. Shallow breathers, shallow lives.

Sun salutations, squats and lunges and deadlifts, and monogamy, can seem boring at first sight. But boy are they not. It’s only once you get the basics that you can refine and perfect your form, move beyond the surface. And breathe. And have even more fun.

Don’t be afraid to get bored. Some things never grow old. Go ahead, revisit your classics. 

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