Posts Tagged ‘suffering’

witness consciousness & non-judgmental awareness

Sunday, March 29th, 2009

this world of ours.. modern industrial society, the euro-western protestant ethic, the culture of merit, hard work, goal setting, progress, even the philosophy called law of attraction — whatever name you want to give it, has many underlying assumptions, but the one i want to concern myself with here is the following notion:

the way things are is NOT the way things should be. change through hard work, shifting the attitude toward positive thinking and scientific progress will help individuals, organizations, societies move forward, become better, and ultimately find mastery over the world, more adept at controlling its resources, purer, more ‘civilized’, and smarter.

the central focus is a judgment. negativity is unacceptable. forward thinking is the only way to move forward. moving forward is the prime directive.

the idea of manifestation is problematic when it comes from an outlook that repeats, however quietly, that right now isn’t okay. i need to manifest something different. i have a destiny or a dream or a need but i’m not *there* yet.

before you crap all over my concept of the law of attraction, i admit that i have not studied it in depth. however i approach that *theory* (not law, though some would assert it is like gravity - a reality absolute) from the perspective that it is a decontextualized borrowing from deep, rich tradition(s) that is made palatable to western audiences. it short circuits a whole host of concepts and practices into a self-help quick-fix and simplistic set of rules. so i’m less attracted to it than the centuries old texts that modern day ‘guru’ types have borrowed from to attract followers.

a story

my kripalu days brought me face-to-face with the internal talk that placed me in opposition to whatever i was at the moment. i wanted to have less tight hamstrings. i wanted to eat differently (which i got to do with ease at kripalu because i didn’t have to cook for my lazy self). i wanted to be less neurotic, have more toned abs, be less attention-seeking, be more at ease with people, make eye contact, be more brave, be more independent.. the list is a mile long.

this thing they were telling us about — non-judgmental awareness — was something i had met when i had surgery last may. laproscopic abdominal surgery left me very sore and weaker in my core. after a few days on narcotics and almost bed-ridden, i was missing yoga and bored and restless. so, the YMCA near my house had “Soft Yoga” on Wednesday mornings. I’d been before. It was mostly older folks, and the Donna taught us with many modifications for those less mobile. I usually took my practice where I felt like in that class, enjoying the community, the doting grandma types and the humour and levity Donna brought to teaching. Enter me in May, painfully easing myself into yoga, barely able to lay out my mat…

thank goodness for chair yoga!

i observed the very important safety tip that some folks don’t know (or can’t realistically heed): do NOT do yoga on pain killers, muscle relaxants and the like. Seriously, you cannot feel your body well enough to practice staying in sensation, not over stretching or torquing joints if your nerves are being subdued by medications.

taking no pain killers by the time i hit yoga 10 days post-surgery, i set about doing only what i could in that class, using pain signals as a guide to where i could go and where i could not. i had stitches, compromised abs, residual chest pain from my gall bladder attack and the air they pumped into my body during surgery.

all of this had a huge impact on me - as someone practicing yoga for almost a decade i was used to a much larger range of movement, an ease within poses, not needing props and the resilience to bounce back when i overstretched due to striving. not then.

i remember wanting to cry. i remember feeling .. not frustrated, but just deflated. then i realized what a gift i had been given in this challenge.

encountering sudden physical limitations disrupted how i took my body for granted. it confronted me with how much pride i took in where i could go with yoga. practicing during my healing process humbled me, too, as i experienced the amazing effects yoga had on my healing. just breathing, just sitting there, bringing awareness to where i was at and accepting it was transformative.

okay - witness consciousness.

many people think that meditation and yoga and enlightenment involve letting go of (read: getting rid of) negative emotions and thoughts. it means having an empty mind. many if not most people cannot get there. they haven’t arrived, and are thus dissatisfied. their ego defenses may belittle the practice because it’s too hard. they may say it’s not possible, or that the goal isn’t worthwhile, or just that it doesn’t make sense because no one has explained it to them properly (rather than, perhaps, they haven’t been open — or simply haven’t been ready — to receiving what the real message is. they’re stuck in thinking they have to be someplace else, they have to ‘get’ something else in order to arrive at that place of peaceful emptiness with no thoughts and no negative emotions.

witness consciousness means being aware. awareness of what is allows acknowledgement of what is, it allows the opportunity to understand and process your own beingness. step 1? no, not really.

awareness, practiced with non-judgment. what is, is. it just is. it may not be what it seems at first glance. it has many layers. what is cannot be fully seen.

You are right where you need to be.read the previous sentence again. you are right where you need to be. what does this mean? absolutely not! you might think this since you have many habits and faults and thoughts that you want to get rid of, that aren’t helping you be happy. you need to be more happy. your anguish, your suffering, your dis-ease is not serving you.

really? are you sure?

self-reflection

what would happen if i let go of judgment? of striving? of avoiding what is? what if i accepted suffering? what if i accepted ignorance and not knowing? what if i remained open to the things that i don’t like, noticing that i don’t like them but remaining loving to my dislike without judging myself further about that? what if i stopped scolding myself?

an emotion lasts 90 seconds. it’s a wave. it lasts longer for one of two reasons: 1-one actually *wants* to keep feeling angry. it is worn like a badge, or an identity, it is a way to feel powerful, perhaps a way to have control. 2-to me just as insidious and the one i struggle with: the more one tries to push *away* the feeling, “i’m NOT SUPPOSED TO BE ANGRY” the longer it lasts. perhaps i can bury it and dissapate it, but it will only surface again, or reside under the surface as passive aggression.

what if i ride the wave? the emotion will become intense. i will have many thoughts but if i can witness all that and let it rise, without attaching to it then it WILL ebb again. it just will. it’s like the place in between radio stations, there are noises, thoughts, music all intertwined, and it’s a question of tuning in. where am i residing? what can i find in the places in between? there is value to where i’ve been. whether i’m glad to not be where i was or regretful about where i was, or glad about where i was because it has made me stronger — all of these are judgments and i can focus on one of these only, or all of them, or none of them. any of these stances is OKAY. seriously. what if it’s all ok? what if it’s all good, even? what if it all just IS? i am right where i need to be.

there’s a hint of paradox in it, but i think that the more i become consciously aware of my mind and emotions, and witness it without judging it, my feelings become finely tuned instruments. they point merely to something i could pay attention to. more could and less should.

if i wrestle with everything going on inside my own head, and strive for something else, dissatisfied, harboring discontent, then i am not witnessing, and thus cannot see, or hear, or do as someone fully in the world - connected, and possibly in peace. for the moment.

namaste

counting chickens?

Friday, February 27th, 2009

im not superstitious, but sometimes these things seem to reflect some principle to me that leads me away from suffering.

one example is that prematurely declaring success can foil that success — even in ways that seem unconnected. ficticious case: i become a finalist for some writing award, and the night of the awards, because everyone is telling me i’m going to win, i phone my friend and say ‘i’m so going to win this thing, it’s practically in the bag’ … then i don’t. or i’m sure i got that job, but because i told someone about it, i didn’t get it. or i tell someone how my car has never needed more than an oil change for years, and it suddenly needs fixing.

being ‘too quick’ to assert what isn’t quite true yet is one way in which i can become disappointed and withdraw from what i’m doing when it doesn’t happen.

it can be called ‘realistic pessimism‘, which i would venture to say is more protective than unrealistic optimism, but i think both are illusory, more so anyway than some sort of “poptimism“. hah. nice word, eh?

it relates to my previous post about impermanence. if i live in the present, keeping in mind (even if at the back) that the present is not forever, i can begin to work on seeing something that hasn’t happened yet as .. well, not having happened yet. and because it hasn’t happened yet, i can’t declare that it has.

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the more i connect with myself in the present moment, the more i can speak from the present — who i am, and not who i desire to be, not who i was. and this — this is what will allow other people to meet me where i am at right now, it will enable both of us to see the ‘now me’ more clearly.

if i stay in the present moment, i can keep open to possibility. keep connected with myself, and i can feel what or who i am connected to around me. authenticity. the present moment.

namaste

always becoming

Wednesday, February 25th, 2009

lately i have struggled with making some changes. i keep falling back into a bad habit, or not quite forming a new one. i have become more aware of less-than-helpful thought patterns, and grow frustrated because i wish they’d be gone already. they aren’t helping!

then i despair in thinking i haven’t changed.

then i remember that i have changed a great deal. i really have! in many ways, i am not the same person i was a year ago. or two years ago. yet my mind really does think, sometimes, that i am still inhabiting the same self.

as i begin to realize that i am changing, i am becoming more comfortable with the idea that when i’m efforting to do anything - a challenging asana, improving my eating, getting to the gym, managing difficult emotions and thoughts - i will sometimes feel successful and will sometimes feel unsuccessful, but both these are impermanent and rather meaningless, anyway.

can i touch my toes today? perhaps not. it seems crazy that i would think, because i cannot touch my toes today, that there is no way i will ever be able to touch my toes. indeed, it is crazy! so why would i think that because today i ‘fell off the wagon’ or otherwise did not reach some goal, i cannot do this thing tomorrow, or ever?

turn it around: what i am pleased with, the things that are working, these things are impermanent too. it is crazy to think that i will be able to touch my toes forever. if i think i can, this will cause suffering when i cannot. with habits and behaviours, too, it doesn’t matter whether i have been doing something for two days or two years or two decades, i am acting from this moment, and so each day is an opportunity to start new, reinforce, or offer myself kindness.

for cruelty to myself will not help me live as peace.

namaste

openings

Friday, February 6th, 2009

i want to put aside the law of attraction and any motivational shtuff for a moment. okay.

the ideas coming out of western adoption of “yogic hinduism”, buddhism, i ching, well, they’re very interesting and creative, current, timely and perhaps more palatable versions of the deep wellspring that is ancient wisdom.

i’m new at this, but i’ve been doing it for thousands of years. i’m a ‘budding buddhist’; i am only beginning to realize the extent of my suffering; i am only beginning to tease out the illusions and attachments i have suffered under

so, i’m riding the wave of life as a fledgling. i’m stumbling, withdrawing, protesting, posturing, and striving my way to some sort of greater awareness. yoga has helped me. judaism has helped me. buddhism has helped me. so have yoga teacher training, psychotherapy, anthropology graduate school, my lovers, my failures, and everything in between.

i graduated as a certified kripalu yoga teacher in august 2008. it was an incredible experience, and it showed me pieces of myself i had thought disappeared. my lover, who had ended things a short time before my training, saw me in this new state and in a way realized that i was deeper and stronger than i’d seemed. he opened, as i began to open.

pain

like many souls - if not all souls - on the journey, my heart has known great pain. i think it’s because of this pain that i’ve grown a compassionate heart. my challenges are mental and physical. sometimes i feel as though i am the finest seismograph to the emotional landscape.

i spent a lot of years closed off — or trying to close off — the intensity of emotion that i experience. looking into people’s eyes sometimes hurts. physical proximity stirs up a lot, and i draw back. the presence of my own self has been too much to bear, at times. “i” needed to disappear. depression and anxiety have been almost lifelong.

opening

the world has been opening, as i have been opening. it seems, actually, that these two things are not different, because i-being is not separate from world-being. there is no “out there” that isn’t a reflection of what is “in here”.

that is what i am learning from my current journey. as i open my heart, physically through yoga, emotionally through yoga, and even more through teaching yoga, i am becoming more connected with my suffering. i learned about witness consciousness, which is a way to observe the self, non-judgmentally. bring kind to myself has meant that i am doing less of that closing off. being kind to myself has made it possible for me to learn how to ask and receive kindness from others.

witnessing the ways i am being in the world has opened up realms of possibility. i see things i have to offer people, and i have opened enough to share some of them.

teaching yoga is one of those things. i was so afraid, i had no idea why anyone would want *me* to teach them yoga! however i have received such blessings from teaching. i continue to find a world open to me, as i open to myself.

attraction

what about attraction, then? i am sensing that i am not attracting things too me, as if they were being manifested by me — they were always already there.

so opening is a process of discovery. a treasure hunt!

in JOY,
namaste