I am NOT a Yoga Teacher…

Golden Om

I am not a Yoga Teacher… It sounds so ominous, as if I am rejecting my “career” path of the past 20 years! But, it’s quite the opposite; I am affirming my sadhana (spiritual path)–and that’s what matters.

All speech has an intention underneath it– allowing the propagation of a misnomer, for the sake of simplification, is egregious to a seeker.

I am not a Yoga Teacher–really there is no such thing.  Among many definitions: Yoga is the transcendental state of consciousness; Yoga is the union of the microcosm and the macrocosm– how can one embodied being teach that???

Yes, there are Realized Masters who benevolently impart their wisdom. They have Realized their True Nature and they are guides– but, the aspirant must still walk the path.

In fact, the Yoga Sutras explain that there are three ways to obtain knowledge. Intuition, Experience, and a Qualified Teacher. But, the highest knowledge, truth, is the convergence of all three.

The aforementioned Masters are desireless– but, they share these teachings with the understanding that we are all one and it is the right and privilege of all to Self-Realize.

There is no “Teacher’s Training” that can offer this– because it requires direct experience.  That is the part that seems to be ignored by the conventional.

At this junction I am a Sadhaka, not a Yogi (they have attained Yoga), I hope to Realize this state. But, until then I am a coach, a guide, and an aspirant.

Agape

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Love is the ultimate state of consciousness. This love is of a transcendental nature–not just the emotion-based physical level. This is the layer of Consciousness that has an infinite numbers of names. It is the layer that I attempt to Realize in deep meditation, contemplation, and prayer. I choose the word, “Realize”, as opposed to attain, because it is our true nature. In a sense, we have forgotten it. It is the realm of deathlessness. In fact, when someone dies the pain is due to the separation from their body–not the loss of Love. Because, what is left is what is Real and Permanent, and what is Real and Permanent is Love.

Just a Quickie…

Avril and Chad

Avril and Chad

Remember “This” is a labor of Love,

A work in Progress

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We” have been doing “This” together–the whole time.

But, really–even when “One” thought the blog was “Hers”–

“She” never subscribed to duality.

Unity North Unplugged

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I am co-facilitating a regular service on Sundays at Unity North in Marietta, GA.

Please see the “Events” Section for details soon!

Yoga is for the sake of Yoga

Greetings Dear Ones,

To my readers who are aspirants, this is a lovely quote from Swami J:

“In the systematic process of meditation, you gradually move your attention inward, through all the levels of your being, gaining mastery along the way.  Eventually you come to rest in your true nature, which is beyond all of those levels.  This action and the realization of this center of consciousness, is the meaning of Yoga”.

The goal of Yoga is Yoga.

I’m too busy to meditate…

“I’m too busy to meditate”, does that sound like you?  There are times that I have perceived myself as being too busy too.  However, whether or not we are aware of it, we are meditating– we are often meditating on our inability to go inside.  We may be meditating on our stress, on our busyness, on our distractions.

The “New Thought Philosophy“– which is heavily inspired by the Himalayan Tradition– subscribes to the principle, “We create our life experiences through our way of thinking”.  If we are operating from a perspective of lack, then lack is what we manifest.

Meditation, prayer, and contemplation are a rights, they are privileges, and legacy.  We are the pure consciousness, the silence, the unnameable transcendental state that appears to project outward and condense into everything we see.  In order to maintain an awareness of our true nature, we must go inside.

All day long, like the transcendental consciousness, we are doing, making, creating.  It is very easy to forget who we really are and fully identify with our actions and creations.

Then we feel separation.  We feel like our plight is something “others” cannot understand; this is avidya.

The perceived duality of existence originates in this separation.

Yet, if we allot time, during meditation, to steep in our core– we can reduce the effects of this delusion.  We still operate in the world; but, we are not so attached to it that we feel it defines us.

So, as the sages of old and new say, “Meditate, Meditate, Meditate”.

Let’s Dance

A repost from Chad Bittner Hurt, who will be a regular guest blogger og FGTS!

Let’s dance

Deliberate movement
Divine purpose
Each step is an improvement
In our connection to spirit
Expanding our mantra beyond verses
Our bodies surrender to that which is us and reaches up
We move so carefully to all our guides gift us and teach us.
The drum, the beat, the music
That is our vehicle
Is a powerful short cut to the pinnacle,
An embrace we all so earnestly seek
So sing and cut a rug with reckless abandon.
Especially when instructed by those asking us to take each other’s hand in hand,
Bringing us ever closer in meditation and the gentle words they speak.
Leave with an open heart, lose these imaginary boundaries, fade into the oneness that is us becoming,
And settle into a happiness that Is no less than perfection dancing, cheek to cheek

Dedicated to the Atlanta Dances for Universal Peace and David Bowie

Brother Thay

Thay

My suffering is grateful to you and your understanding.
This profound lesson has given me purpose and unearthed the treasure around me.
I’ve held your words so closely to each conversation.
An extraordinary guide, with a lantern, and provisions for the heart of me and my everchanging companion.
The terrain although craggy is rendered passable by the surefootedness of your teachings. Thank you for each selfless, loving step that we were able to take with you.
Thank you for holding my needful hand, fiercely.
Such an inspirational, powerful, and peaceful warrior.
Go unfaltering as you have lived and expound the love waiting for us on the other side with the final unending stroke of your masterpiece.
While we do our part in your ongoing installation that strengthens the waking world in a wave of illumination.
Please light a candle and send prayers of comfort and gratitude to Brother Thay during his transition.

Nonviolent Food Protest

In one of our last postings there was a beautiful poem, from Chad, which noted the importance of nutrition– as it relates to sadhana.  The way we approach eating, furthermore our perception of food, is integral to our spiritual development.  Naturally, this creates space for a lot of debate; including: morality, the karmic energy of the food we eat, and meeting our nutritional requirements.

In this tradition we subscribe to the idea that we are not merely a body (I use the word “merely” because it is not that the body is unreal– it is simply not who you are at the deepest level). In this tradition, and many other mystical philosophies, the body is the outward, gross, and transient projection of an eternal and perfect source. The body is an instrument in which to experience this world. If one’s goal is enlightenment, like a virtuoso, one must tune, clean, and treat their instrument with respect.

I work in health and wellness as my profession, although I am not a nutritionist, and I have a strong understanding of the purpose of food.  As my teacher says, “food is for the cells“; ironically, a baby knows this– they do not come into the world wanting chocolate or candy.  However, somehow along the way– we lose sight of this and we begin to look to our food to fulfill a longing in ourselves.

In the Yoga Tradition, the desire to eat is considered to be one of the four primitive fountains: sleep, sex, self-preservation, and food– these are the primal urges from which all other desires “spring forth”.  These impulses are inherent to the souls incarnation in a human body.

The problem is that we are so deluded, so entrenched in our body identification that we let these urges, which help to keep the body functioning, run amok.  We say things like, “I want sweets, I want alcohol, and I want to lie on the couch”.  Truthfully, the urges are imbalance and unchecked– “I” never wants for anything because “I” is a manifestation of the ego.  “We” are perfect and whole; the body needs sustenance to function optimally.  But, we are looking outside and finding disastisfaction.  Then we indulge these cravings and we are sad and disappointed– they do not bring us true joy.

If we are seekers, then we begin to revere the body as a great gift and we want it to assist us in pursuing our spiritual endeavors.  In order for the body to facilitate the pursuit of transcendence, we must consider the significance of the foods we ingest.  Ann Wigmore aptly said, “The food you eat can be either the safest and most powerful form of medicine or the slowest form of poison.”

Yet, it’s more than the nutritional content of the food that must be considered.  Most of us are intelligent enough to know if our food promotes health or harm.  However, it is also the sensory experience we are trying to derive from our fuel.  We want food to be exotic and fascinating.  Since we are all one, we must consider the impact, environmentally, on the quest to have a mango in December.  Consider eating in a monastary, food is simple and often taken in silence.  When we eat slowly, mindfully, and with gratitude we may discover untapped joy in taking in the energy of God to reconnect us with that which we are.

 

Swan Song

Life on the island is a bit awkward at first
Surrounded by water in this tiny burg
Everyone knows everyone
If death pays a visit, it is most certainly one of your friends in the hearse
What makes matters worse
If I find love amongst the tourists
It is the topic of conversation from the mailman to the local florist,
for the better part of a week.
I swear to you these people have nothing better to do than to stick their noses in and, occasionally, lie on the beach.
But it’s a small price really, to get some work done.
left my old baggage to the wolves in the city and gave my inner voice a chance to really speak.
I’ve had so much to say for so long, but was silenced by adversity
This permanent vacation will do wonders for my song.
I’m making amends with creativity
Comedies and great tragedies
will be unleashed.
I’ll give you smiles and tears all while massaging your fears
in text that will positively leap
from the page and into your imagination.
Just bear with me as I work on the translation
cocktail dress from ball gown
a beach hat from an elegant crown,
be prepared to receive art from the core of me,
A gift to you.
Although not new,
it’ll finally see it’s proper light of day because of the lovely setting.
With a bit of work, adjusting and sweating,
Lord willing, I’ll produce some sage and powerful words
that you won’t soon be forgetting.
Straight from the heart of this freshly anointed, small town girl
An ample gift to those that beseech
I hope they have the strength to escape, travel the world,
and I bid them godspeed to all they may reach.