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on June 01, 2017

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uncomplicated truth

I remember my beloved yoga teacher, Akash Bornstein , first talking to our class of teachers-to-be about ego. She was specifically speaking about lack of ego and insecurity being as much a part of Asmita as a flourishing self-aggrandizing ego. Ironically, in my sad state of solipsistic absorption, I thought she was talking to me, and perhaps she was, but either way, my small ego and big one too learned a most important lesson that day. Yoga teachers are poignantly aware of humility. Striving to maintain a balance between confidence and plummeting insecurity is tough for new teachers and can at times strike down even the most mature teachers. If we were all to look back on our teaching history, were there not classes where half-way through you blanked out, felt the flow had turned into a drizzle or cried on the way home. Isn't it true that after some classes you were flying with another perfect, free-flowing class or helped that student through a painful healing process. No

A big-swell year.

It has been a big-swell year. Hold your compass steady, find your center quiet place and be like the little duck riding the ocean surf, without panic, without violence, steady in your deep center. THE LITTLE DUCK By Donald C. Babcock Now we are ready to look at something pretty special. It is a duck riding the ocean a hundred feet beyond the surf. No, it isn’t a gull. A gull always has a raucous touch about him. This is some sort of duck, and he cuddles in the swells. He isn’t cold, and he is thinking things over. There is a big heaving in the Atlantic, And he is part of it. He looks a bit like a mandarin, or the Lord Buddha meditating under the Bo tree. But he has hardly enough above the eyes to be a philosopher. He has poise, however, which is what philosophers must have. He can rest while the Atlantic heaves, because he rests in the Atlantic. Probably he doesn’t know how large the ocean is. And neither do you. But he realizes it. And what does he do, I ask you. He sits down in it. H

Continuing 'more than meditation' series. This meditation embraces the question: who am I

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