“A tree lives on its roots , if you change the root, you change the tree.
Culture lives in human beings, if you change the human heart, the culture
will follow.” -Jane Hirshfield
These words provide me with mental substance almost tangible considering the density as it manifests in my mind. Does culture truly live within? Is this co-creative existence not that which stirs and melds and concocts? Or do our roots determine our tree? The roots have reached vast plains, however I cannot object to such a simple truth. I am my “roots.”
Finally, I’ve watched “The Buddha.” My thoughts are all over the place, for lack of better words. In past years, I have practiced buddhism, or shall I say, become acquainted with Buddhism. First in Thailand in 2006, and then with more attention in 2007 in College through an “East-West World Views” course.
I currently practice Yoga. I practice living Yoga…Yamas…Niyamas…what is entailed, I believe, is relatively subjective. I don’t feel that I am obliged to adopt Hinduism in practicing Yoga…or an East Asian belief system. However, I do know the ultimate goal of my asana practice is unity with the divine, with source, with my higher self, with God. There are a multitude of labels that we have chosen to place upon the happiness we all seek.
Many of my beloved Yoga teachers along the way have instructed to “dedicate your practice,” to “someone or something,” before the commence of an asana sequence. Not until just recently have I decided that the only offer or “dedication” worthy-is source, it is God…the divine. What else am I working for in the moving meditation of asana practice? What more am I seeking above unity with thee?
Isn’t that the ultimate goal of this physical body? This life? We’re searching for happiness? What will bring us into a consistent state of joy? If higher self, if source, if GOD-is PURE and the LIGHT that we must unite with in this life to provide substance-meaning; than that is what we must see and feel and hear and taste and touch and smell in everything we do?
A strong point in the film (The Buddha), for me, was near the end…explaining-to my knowledge-that we must notice everything in each moment and notice with gratitude…each moment is a miracle. Find joy in all that we do, in each moment. Why not? Perfection always? No, no, not me! Striving? Yes. Always.
Amplify and increase the instances in which there moments of gratitude of life occur and we are; YES! closer to source. unity. YOGA.
more later 🙂