Recently, I completed another segment of the Colorado Trail. And I got a lot of positive feedback from my prior post on “Lessons from the Trail.” So, I thought to share a few lessons from the long path.

Through-hiking offers a unique set of challenges, especially if you are opting to use minimal technology and take your cues directly from the land, it heightens the connection.

I find myself in a continual state of monitoring the outer land–trying to tune into the next water source. And remain mindful of the bodily-vessle; its pace, level of energy, japa, breath regulation, etc.

There is a heightened sense of immediacy. Going without water is of consequence. Missing a turn is a considerable setback. The mind also has moments of doubt and fear.  

Immediacy…..

In a sense, one is forced into the present. The mortgate and the unresolved relationships seem to loose their relavence. 

Getting over the pass is-the-only-thing.

Of course this same teaching is reflected in the classical teachings of yoga; to wake up to the present; and to soften our sense of separation with life and its primal origin. The trail is a mirror, reflecting without and within.

This last Saturday, a mere seven of us gathered, to delight in one another’s songs, poems and stories at our monthly Bhakti Jam.

To tell you the truth, after a full day of teaching, I was reluctant to attend. 

Perhaps I should go home and catch up on a bit of World Cup action?  I mustered up a bit of faith–this world is full of surprises–and felt the words of my teacher….

Finish what you start, even if it is not optimal.

The few of us found our seats amid warm greetings. Each song carried and story carried a light hearted love, and willingness to give of oneself fully. Our small band in full swing.

What we may have lacked in numbers we made up for in heart and sincerity. And by the end of evening we could not wipe the warm grins from their faces.

I was reminded of how yoga practice is an ongoing vigil, even when doubt enters. And how our fulfillment comes less from the particulars of our circumstances, rather, how we chose to interpret those circumstances.

The seeds of resonate-love and expanded awareness lie awaiting at any moment.

Devotion.

It can be a charged notion, particularly if one has some unpleasant religious association with it. But that’s just part of the story.

In my view, it is not so much a question of “if” one has faith and devotion, but rather, faith and devotion in and towards “what?” Do we place our trust in Institutions? Science? The phone? Family? Divinity?

As a yoga practice, devotion is a way of shifting attention away from oneself–and all its finite finite and vexing assumptions–and placing it on a larger force or ideal, a greater cosmic order perhaps.

In yoga class, I often hear an invitation for everyone to “set your intention.”  

In that moment, I sometimes yearn that we may unite our devotions towards a shared higher principle such as “Intrinsic-Love,” “Peace,” or “Acceptance.”  

Maybe there is some singular and trusted-enough principle we can uplift and be in service of?

This tends to happen organically at the end of class, when there is a shared moment of silence, and is often the richest instant in class.  Why not share reveal moment of devoted-connection at the beginning as well?

Devotion, while not commonly given credence in many spaces, softens isolation and magnifies our connection to the deeper ethos of yoga.

This summer, at age 54, I’ve embarked on a new(er) past-time, hiking half (240 miles) of the Colorado Trail, in 2-4 day installments.  

Superficially, the hike may seem distinct from formal yoga practice. But, as I sometimes share with students: “you can take yoga with you anywhere you breathe, think or move.”

Breath regulation synchronized with steps, nasal breathing, intentionally setting one’s gaze, or unwinding with a few poses after 16 miles of hiking are some possible applications.

And sometimes the deeper ethos of yogic teachings are illustrated by the land itself. One connects to the spirit rather than route methodologies.

After traversing a particularly difficult  pass, I vividly noticed all the upright, green trees; surrounded by an equal number of brown, horizontal ones. 

Half the forest alive and half of it deceased.

Of course the deceased trees then nourish the soil and enter the bodies of new emergent trees. And so the cycle goes, death is simply an aspect of the greater wheel of life and not a definitive ending.

In other words, death occurs within the greater context of life. 

Life is primary. 

The forest offered no philosophy that day, only a quiet reminder: what appears as an ending is often participation in a larger continuity. Seen this way, practice becomes less about forcing change and more about learning to align with the rhythms that have always sustained us.

I write these pieces from scratch. I bring years of study and a bit of self reflection to the page and try to compose something meaningful in about 200 characters.

There is no limit to knowledge and inspiration, though it seems to have its own pulse and timing, much like everything else in the creation. 

The Muse giv’eth.
The Muse tak’eth.

This week (already about 63 characters in, oops, make that 70) I decided to draw a bit of inspiration from my teacher, Baba Hari Dass, a silent monk of over 60 years, who wrote on a chalk board before passing at the age of 96.

The man could convey a great deal in a few words.

I experience relief when I read this. #1 Recognize how much energy is given to posturing a particular identity. #2 It’s a futile way to go about living.

Said a little differently. It’s said that at 18 we concern ourselves with what others may think of us. At 40 we stop caring so much about what they might be thinking. And at 60, we recognize that they were never thinking about us in the first place, the majority of attention was spent managing their own 

veneer. Simply live into the most authentic version of highest nature as you can, amidst the many words and currents of this world.

Amidst the many uncertainties in life I often remind myself to come back to the basics.

And it does not get much more basic than breathing, or so it seems.

Breath is vital to our life-process, and often overlooked – essential nourishment, hidden in plain sight, and presumed to always be there for us. Holding your breath out for 30 seconds will quickly reveal our vital link to breath in astonishing ways.

Yoga teachers often lean heavily on breath-cues, reminding us to “take a big ol’ hit of air” as one teacher professed. 

Rarely do I hear reference to why we should be conscious of our breath; and I summarize some of those reasons below:

  • The breath is the intermediary force between your body & mind.
  • Breath regulation gives us direct access to autonomic (unconscious) aspects of the nervous system.
  • The breath provides a mirror reflection of our thoughts.
  • If you’re anxious you will breathe accordingly, same is true for all other emotions.
  • It is possible to reverse engineer the breath to tranquilize the mind.
  • A calm, smooth breath indicates mental stillness = effortless meditation.

Simple ways that we can improve breathing:

  • Breath through your nose whenever possible.
  • Use sleep tape – video here
  • Practice asana as a means of breath regulation. Breathe first, posture second.
  • Deep abdominal breathing is one of the most effective methods for anxiety regulation.
  • Regular practice of pranayama with trusted guidance

Several decades ago, when I first went to yoga classes, the practice was closely associated with “discipline.” People talked about “discipline” the same way we talk about “flow” or  “trauma sensitivity” now. It was in the air of practice.

Discipline is an essential aspect of what the yogis call “Tapas.” Tapas are the creative friction that arises when going (a bit) against the grain of impulses; it gives rise to generative heat that opens new possibilities and develops one’s character.

However, some habits seem quite stubborn and we may like the idea of “I will meditate every morning” but it remains elusive. I have my own fantasized version of a disciplined-self that does not parallel the reality of my behaviors. Sound familiar?

Here is a rewarding middle option. Practice “micro-disciplines” in the moment. Notice moments in your day when you can choose your higher virtue.

Tending to the fire of transformation is tapas.

Consciously sitting in boredom, rather than distraction is tapas.

Saying “no” can yield tapas.

Sacrifice a bit of comfort in the moment and nudge your way into a more fulfilling direction one small and simple choice at a time.  I invite you to experiment with this in your day to day decisions.

Oftentimes we may enter yoga with the hope of gaining something, such as greater range of motion or peace of mind, often with success.  It is a sensible motivation.

On a deeper level, the yoga process reveals a deeper capacity to accept life as it is, independent of our predeterminations–the ability to sit in loss, gain or grief with greater equanimity–and grow wiser from such experiences.

From this perspective, yoga is a reversal. To reverse the instinct to grasp at externals and deliberately focus on shaping/managing/purifying our perception; the actual epicenter of where life experiences occurs.

It’s not so much that we experience the outside world, as we experience our own energy, in reaction to outer sources of stimulation.  Cultivating our inner capacities–a movement from reaction to response–is a great reversal and gesture towards lasting freedom.

What is your go-to yogic teaching “off the mat”?  

A few come to mind: “patience”, “acceptance”–that’s a big one–or “giving of oneself”, all of which read nice on paper and can be much more difficult to put into practice.

Genuine yoga practice is something we live into rather than something to “do.”  

Layer by layer yoga reveals hidden and not so hidden tendencies and invites to apply the principles of “patience”, “acceptance” and so forth to living circumstances. Asana and so forth are means to a greater end–the maturing of your character.

Overtime, no stone is left unturned.

Baba Hari Dass used to say “climbing is hard and slipping is easy.”  It takes a bit of determination to live into one’s higher virtues.  But the alternative also comes with its price.

So, what is your go-to yoga practice off the mat?

Perhaps you’ve heard Patañjali’s quintessential definition of yoga?

It’s quite simple, and simultaneously vast; two signature features of wisdom.
 

“Yoga is the stilling of all thought.”
 

This definition probably conjures more questions than answers and invites us to reconsider our mental space…. what are thoughts anyway?

On a practical level, I invite us to consider the mutable nature of thought, how it can seem so dense, habituated and convincing at times and simultaneously amorphous, shifting and changing in every moment. 

Who is the “me” beneath these fluctuations?

Patañjali goes on to assert that the mind occupies the surface of our being, vailing yet revealing a pathway to our essential nature. 

Who would we be in the absence of  thoughts and opinions about self and “others”?

How does one still the mind?

What get’s revealed?

More questions….

Sometimes the mental story is caked with adversity and sometimes it is not.  Yoga is the process by which we can come to terms with our particular narratives, create a bit of space, and draw closer to our essential nature.