Life Is Like The Weather

This morning I took a picture of rising shining day. It was forgetting that I am living in Ireland where the weather can change abruptly. Another thing I forget is that taking picture behind the window of cozy warm apartment is telling me nothing about outside temperature. It was freezing!
On our way to school the snow started to fall. I did not see the snow this year in Dublin City, and it is the rare phenomenon even in winter time. Surprise, surprise!

Yet the day was not finished. On my way back to school I stopped on my favourite beach to ” take a breath”. I love to practice Pranayama here. Within 5 minutes the heavy rain started!

I observed for while, get back to my car and reflected.
Life is like the weather: ever changing. Full of surprises. Sometimes we check the prevision, we make plans, but life and weather mean differently. Sometimes we forget that from the perspective of our cozy life it seems all fine and easy but once we are out of comfort zone, it is f@@@g freezing!
One moment everything is bright and happy and with one moment everything change brutally: broken heart, lost of job, illness.

We cannot change the weather same as we cannot change what life is bringing to us. But we can be ready, we can prepare for unexpected. Yoga is giving us this readiness ( Yoga starts NOW, remember Patanjali?), strong body, strong mind, awareness, balance. It is a boot camp for our life. It is our umbrella for the rain, parasol for too much heat, hat for the winter snow.

Moment of gratefulness… And the sun is back!

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When there is nothing more…

It is now nearly half year of difficult time in my life. The personal catharsis. I have to remember often the words of my teacher saying that more we advance on our spiritual journey,more the lessons will be difficult. The Universe is putting on our shoulders only what we are able to hold. Well, I have feeling I passed from Primary school to Middle school. Schedule is longer, homework more challenging, teachers multiplied and exam papers take the all new meaning.

I was always teaching that de-coloring our Mind of our false perceptions and distortion is like get rid of the polish nail: one layer after another, we have to repeat the operation several times with several cottons pads because at the first we get rid of the gross,but then there is still some pinkish reminders that we have to dissolve with patience and repetition. 

I polished and de-colored many thin layer in past 7 years, and at the moment when I felt like “I get it”, with little ups and down, I jumped and crushed in deep black hole of unconsciousness. I call it spiritual arrogance and this is exactly where I needed to smash my face and remember: When you think you know, you know nothing.

 

Trough pain and suffering, mine own but also loved ones around me, I m getting to new layer of mud and dirt. Digging into my past, childhood and teens years, I am discovering old pain and damages. To my astonishment I watch how I acted like a puppet while believing that I am aware and master of my destiny. The triggers were activated and infernal machine of self destruction went into the karmic round of suffering. 

 

I cannot say it is over. I cannot say the dirt is cleaned. The change is a process and every Spring cleaning take a time and need to create first bigger mess. But at least I see the mess. At least I am aware that  there are dirty laundry in the cupboards. The work is huge but hey, desperate housewives are the best to get it done!

I watched myself in one of those dark down moments, contemplating the blackness of the hole, and for moment I stopped to struggle and agitate myself in the discomfort. Yes, this is what asana practice teach us well: relax, breath, and go trough the discomfort in effortless way.The only way out is the way trough it.

 

And then I get it. Simple, pure, easy.

When there is nothing more, there is always LOVE.