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[smartlydressedhippy]

It doesn’t actually take very much to make the deepest part of us incredibly happy. Just to be here, just to appreciate. 💚 ~•~ . . . . #followyoga #yogalike #yogisofig #yogapractice #yogafit #yogalife #yogainspiration #balance #bodypostive #devotion #energy #fitspo #fityogi #igyogafam #inspired #learnyoga #namaslay #mensyoga #movement #myyogajourney #selflove #strength #travellingyogini #yoga4growth #yogaeverywhere #yogaforeveybody #yogastudent #yogateacher #wirral #smartlydressedhippy (at Wirral) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmM5GgBK56t/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[omfitkam]

That is a tough lesson to learn. Our energy is like water it doesn’t care what you water, but what you water continues to grow. Water the plants and grass it will grow. Water the weed and guess what? The “good” and the “bad” are the same way. What we feed our energy continues to grow. Be mindful of what you feed. 🙏🏾💗 —————————————————————————————————————— #meditationpractice #kindness #ahimsa #practice #hiphopyogi #workout #hiphopyoga #yoga #yogaeverydamnday #yogaeveryday #spiritualawakening #spiritualgangster #higherconsciousness #enlightenment #namaslay #namaste #soultribe #fitness #findyourflow #findyourfreedom #sweatwithintention #fitfam #soulcalling #selflove #yogapath #mindfulmoment #highervibrations #mindfulnesspractice https://www.instagram.com/p/CjDCJz-rCtu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[professionalwhining]

On Running and Yoga

Maybe because is one of those things that are over-hyped but are actually worth the hype, or maybe it’s because of my natural tendency to obsess over things that I find interesting. But there’s something about yoga that keeps me reading about it most days (lately). Most of the stuff I want to say has been written about for quite some while. But like with Miranda, there’s this feeling I have about a silence being kept there, naturally, I like to read about what’s not being said. And there are lots of different things that are not being said about yoga.  At least, for a practice that includes, as of 2022, approximately 300 million people, not much is being discussed about it, at least in the Occident (other than how good it is to your body and, sometimes, your mind). There was the neoliberal aspect of the “culture” and the “cultish” vibes Amanda Montell kindly reminded us of, but we’ve been over that already. I would like to talk about the dark side of yoga, and I don’t mean about the sex scandals, the atrocious “namaslay” and the horrifying consequences of capitalism and cultural appropriation, or even the crazy cultish shenanigans some teachers (and students) are all about. I want to talk about what happens when you really practice. when you go there to breathe movement into meditation. I want to talk about the darkness that surfaces when we don’t pay attention in life but then is sprayed all over the mat. what happens when we sacrifice our breath for something else. and what doesn’t. 

I was someone who was not a stranger to sports. I grew up playing tennis and when that got too boring (I realize now that I hated competition), I started running. For a while that was fun, I was young and my body was strong. But it was when I started running long-distance that things got a bit complicated for me. After 12-14km I started to really be in my head about it. There were of course the good days when running felt like flying, and like the sky after a storm, the thoughts were clearing out. “Runner’s high” some people call it. And it was fucking bomb. I think that’s why some of us kept running, to find that place again. but listen, running makes absolutely no sense. It doesn’t matter what people tell you, your knees will resent you for the rest of your life, as well as that one nail in your right toe. It was meaningless, but the strength and discipline (with my dad’s help) that required running to nowhere at all for two hours every day was something else. And I don’t mean to brag but for a while, I was really good. So good that even on bad days (where I was sure that that was the race I was going to literally shit myself) I arrived in second place. In Haruki Murakami’s brilliant memoir of 2008 “What I Talk About When I Talk About Running” (my bible at the time) he stated that “the end of the race is just a temporary marker without much significance. It’s the same with our lives. just because there’s an end doesn’t mean existence has meaning. an endpoint is simply set up as a temporary marker, or perhaps as an indirect metaphor for the fleeting nature of existence.” Running can be a truly philosophical experience I tell you. Still, the Buddhist saying he popularized “pain is inevitable, suffering is optional” never hit more true than with my last years of running. At some point, past my peak, there was a lot of suffering in it. So when I moved to Paris, 7 years ago, I completely stopped. 

I know this seems totally random and completely unrelated (shut up, everything in life is like that) but after today’s practice I couldn’t stop thinking about the relation between that state I felt when I was running and what I feel when I practice. It was about that darkness. the sense that there was something to be found there, in that shadow and quiet place. But no matter how much you ran and how much struggled to see through the fog, in this -sometimes- moving meditation there was no channel into which to connect to it. 

But with yoga, where there is as much pain as in running, there seemed to be a way through. What I discovered is that running and the practice of yoga can be quite similar.  Actually what these two things have in common are: movement, breathing, and silence. and I just found out that it was the only combination necessary to connect. To connect to yourself and to the other. 

John O’donohue, in my opinion, the greatest non-fiction writer in the entire world (a magical man really), wrote in his book “Anam Cara” that “the body is your only home in the universe. It is your house of belonging here in the world. It is a very sacred temple. To spend time in silence before the mystery of your body brings you towards wisdom and holiness (…) One of the oldest meditations is to imagine the light coming into you, and then on your outward breath to imagine you are exhaling the darkness or inner charcoal residue (…) far sooner than your mind, your body knows how privileged it is to be here. It is also aware of the presence of death. There is a wisdom in your physical, bodily presence that is luminous and profound.”

What I didn’t understand about what I felt when I ran for a long time, but now I do with the practice of yoga, is that the combination of these three factors: silence, movement, and breathing, there is a way in which we can witness death. And death can be just… such a fucking bummer. but it can also be, wait for it, liberating. 

Seane Corn, in a podcast for Onbeing talked a little bit about it, and the way she articulates it makes all the sense in the world to me: 

“I am a really unlikely person to be doing yoga like I said, I was brought up in a fairly blue-color environment I am not an educated woman I am very independent, and buying into all the spiritual fluffiness has never been anything I would have predicted in my life, Why I am so attracted to it is because is anything but fluffy. It taught me, not right away it took me a while, once the emotions came up was that I realized that to really understand what love is and to understand this thing that they call the light you also have to understand the opposite, you have to understand and embrace the power of the shadow, what love is not. The shadow is the darkness, the darkness within us and that’s the beautiful part, because if it’s in me it’s also in you. And if I can understand it in me, I can also witness it and recognize it within you, without judging it. I will only judge your shadow if I’m judging my own… 

In yoga there’s no separation, only connectedness “

Damn right. 

p.s. In harmony with all things random (or are they really?) please complement with this poem, by the marvelous, David Whyte: 

“The House of Belonging”

Written by David Whyte

I awoke

 this morning

 in the gold light

 turning this way

 and that

thinking for

 a moment

 it was one

 day

 like any other.

But

 the veil had gone

 from my

 darkened heart

 and

 I thought

it must have been the quiet

 candlelight

 that filled my room,

it must have been

 the first

 easy rhythm

 with which I breathed

 myself to sleep,

it must have been

 the prayer I said

 speaking to the otherness

 of the night.

And

 I thought

 this is the good day

 you could

 meet your love,

this is the gray day

 someone close

 to you could die.

This is the day

 you realize

 how easily the thread

 is broken

 between this world

 and the next

and I found myself

 sitting up

 in the quiet pathway

 of light,

the tawny

 close grained cedar

 burning round

 me like fire

 and all the angels of this housely

 heaven ascending

 through the first

 roof of light

 the sun has made.

This is the bright home

 in which I live,

 this is where

 I ask

 my friends

 to come,

 this is where I want

 to love all the things

 it has taken me so long

 to learn to love.

This is the temple

 of my adult aloneness

 and I belong

 to that aloneness

 as I belong to my life.

There is no house

 like the house of belonging.

#yoga #running #what i talk about when i talk about running #haruki murakami #john o'donohue #quote #poetry #david whyte

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[yogachief]

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[smartlydressedhippy]

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It's frequently how you know yoga class is over: The instructor deals with the class with their hands together in a bow and says, "Namaste." Perhaps you bow and state it back. However that's not the only location you'll come across "namaste." In the years since yoga ended up being commercially popular in the United States, the word has actually taken on a life of its own.

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Which's simply the word by itself. Let's not forget the namaste puns and catchphrases: "Nama-stay in bed." "Namaslay." "Namaste, B **** es." Even if a lot of Western Europeans and North Americans don't understand anything else about South Asia, "they understand about yoga, and they know about 'namaste,'" states Rumya Putcha.

But all that visibility isn't always an advantage. I asked South Asians on Twitter to inform me their feelings about seeing namaste in these contexts. The actions (and there were hundreds) made it clear: For a great deal of us, it makes our skin crawl, our face burn and our heart do odd things.

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I release out of remains present like ants bit me to strike the button in time." Author and podcaster Taz Ahmed stated, "EVERY DAMN TIME I DRIVE BY THE YOGA STUDIO ON SUNSET THAT SAYS NAMASTE L.A. IT DRIVES ME BATTY." So, how did this word filter into many various pieces of American culture? And why does it make so lots of South Asians feel disgusting? Initially, The Latest Info Found Here to know where the word comes from.

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That's according to Madhav Deshpande, a professor emeritus of Sanskrit and linguistics from the University of Michigan. The oldest part of the Vedic literature comes from what is now Pakistan and the northwestern corner of India. The first part of namaste comes from "namaha," a Sanskrit verb that originally meant "to flex." Deshpande states, "Bending is a sign of submission to authority or revealing some respect to some remarkable entity." With time, "namaha" went from implying "to bend" to meaning "salutations" or "greetings." The "te" in namaste indicates "to you," Deshpande states.

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[prithikas-blog]

How Culture Appropriation Causes Identity Confusion

From the second the British started to colonize different countries, not only did they steal land and goods from the foreign countries, but they also stole cultural traditions that have deeper meanings that people choose to ignore in today’s world.

For example, tattoos are such a common aspect in our lives these days. People tend to get tattoos for artistic expression or to remember important aspects of their lives by permanently marking themselves or they just get them randomly with no thought. Whatever the reason may be it doesn’t align with the origins of tattooing.

Tattooing was seen in multiple cultures, the earliest dating back to Japan. Between the 16th and 18th centuries, as Europeans continued to colonize different countries, they came across body art and decided to take it and make it their own. In European culture having a tattoo meant you were part of the upper class and you got to travel to these forgein countries. The idea was to show off your class and prove to people you were rich and had the ability to travel. From then on tattooing started to spread more widely and became a more popular trait that we now see today. No one ever considers the origin of tattooing as it has become a norm.

Being born and raised in America while having deep cultural roots to my Indian culture has made it difficult for me to find my true cultural identity. Growing up my friends always called me white washed since I never showed interest in things that they considered part of indian culture. I hated “Henna tattoos” because it was never traditional mehndi. I never liked when celebrities would wear Indian jewelry or bindi’s for the “exotic look”. I hated the namste trend when merchandise started saying stupid prahses like “namaste in bed” or “namaslay.” I stopped wanting to take yoga classes with my friends because the classes were all white washed versions of yoga that used english translated names for the poses and most of the time the poses were incorrect. I always seemed like a beginner in these classes because my knowledge of yoga was very different from what was being taught.

Whenever I tried to educate my friends on Indian culture in regards to the white washed versions of items or activities they had an interest in, they never cared enough to want to hear about it and tended to change the subject or ignore what I was saying. It made it so hard for me to be able to express my culture to my non indian friends and they continued to believe I was white washed and had no interest in my own culture.

I eventually gave up on trying to express my culture in front of my non indian friends which caused me to lose my connection with my indian culture. These days I feel like I’m in a weird purgatory where I’m not white washed but I’m also not culturally involved enough to be able to fully embrace my Indian side.

[cerebellums-nightmare]

"I regret nothing."

#tattoos #selfie #self esteem #self worth #namaste #namaslay