Listening More, Saying Less

“The moment you start talking you create a verbal universe, a universe of words, ideas and abstractions, interwoven and inter-dependent, most  wonderfully generating, supporting and explaining each other and yet, all without essence or substance, mere creations of the mind.  Words create words, reality is silent.” – Nisargadatta Maharaj

We don’t really realize how much we rely on words, or more specifically, the use of our voice, until we don’t have one.  For me, this is Day 5 of Laryngitis and the frustration of my voice honking, sqweeking and fading in and out still sticks like a thorn in my side.   The forced silence has been refreshing really, challenging me to carefully consider and utilize as few words as possible to convey my thoughts, and only when necessary. 

Silence is a skill comprised of patience, concentration and contemplation, pretty much in that order.  While we converse all day long, jumping from one subject to the next, how often do we really hear what is being said?  Most comments/statements/words are exchanged with only a vauge understanding of what the other is trying to say, mainly because while they are speaking, we are already forming a response,  occupying the mind with another task.  Maybe we do this out of defensiveness, maybe boredum, or even excitement as we get caught up in the flow of thoughts.  Whatever the reason, we are eager to get the words out, as if we would not be understood without them.   

Listening more and saying less, making room for contemplation, understanding and healing.

India and Beyond

“What you have learned here becomes the seed.  You may forget it apparently.  But it will live and in due season sprout and grow and bring forth flowers and fruits.  All will happen by itself.  You need not do anything; only not prevent it.” – Nisargadatta

Embracing the wild side of life, leaving what we know to be comfortable and familiar, will almost always create a permanent energetic shift in every direction and facet of our life experience.    Even if we are blissfully happy in our routine and not in search of even a sliver of adventure, the road less traveled will find us, defying any logic or reason we try to argue against it with. 

I had many reasons to not make this journey to India.  I never felt that I needed to travel half way around the world for an experience – not even for yoga.  Yet,  when I completed my first full certification of 2oo RYT (registered yoga teacher), I felt that something was missing; that it all seemed two-dimensional and I could feel there was more.  The thought that maybe I needed to experience yoga in its purest form in the place where it all began 5,000 years ago started pestering my conscience.  As quickly and frequently as the idea manifested, I dismissed it with multiple, viable reasons why it was a bad idea to make this journey: money, time, my parents, my husband, my dogs . . . all of  that, but still, the idea kept returning.  Call it karma, Kismet, whatever, a wild wind was literally blowing one Saturday during a beach yoga class that I was participating in.  My teacher encouraged all of us to sometimes embrace our wild side, shake up our lives, asking us what were we waiting for?  Within an hour, I registered for a 10 day intensive with Sattva Yoga Center in Rishikesh, India.  Shake up my life, I certainly did!  I had many opportunities to question my motives, to back out, right up until the day I departed the USA.  India kept drawing me to her like a magnate, still unable to really rationalize or make sense of it.  Therein lies the lesson – that not everything makes sense in life.  The death of a loved one, good fortune, misfortune, the path our lives take, etc. none of these are ever reasoned or explained adequately, if at all.  Still, they happen, and mysteriously, are intended to move us forward although sometimes cruelly, transforming us in a metamorphosis type way.  We are still “we,” only more informed, more aware, more capable versions of ourselves.

Looking back, I know now that I needed to experience yoga in this sacred and holy place of Rishikesh.  It has changed the way I perceive and teach yoga & meditation.  More importantly though was the experience of the Indians themselves.  Their genuine, often light-hearted, direct, respectful nature was like a comfortable hug of friendship and spirituality combined.  They welcomed all of us in our small tribe of yogis sharing their customs, traditions, families and hearts.  Just when I thought I knew all there was to know about acceptance and non judgment, this mystical place revealed another opportunity to expand the boundaries of my perception.  Just as Sattva Yoga is more of an “experience” rather than a type of yoga, so too is India itself, an experience rather than an exotic destination.  What began as me unreasonably embracing my wild side, ended with India unexpectedly embracing me.  I have yet to know fully how completely what I learned in and about India has affected me, but as Nisargadatta says it will sprout and grow and bring forth fruit – - and I shall not try to prevent it through reason or explanation.

Nisargadatta

The consciousness in you and the consciousness in me, apparently two, really
one, seek unity and that is love.  – Nisargadatta Maharaj

One of the 20th century’s exponents of the school of Advaita Vedanta philosophy (nondualism), Sri Nisargadatta, with his direct and minimalistic explanation of non-dualism, is considered the most famous teacher of Advaita since Ramana Maharshi

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