तदा द्रष्टुः स्वरूपेऽवस्थानम्
tadā draṣṭuḥ svarūpe-‘vasthānam
Translation: Then the seer resides in her own true form
Sutra number 1.3 So auspicious, so deep, translated by many, and now by me.
For who is the seer anyhow?
The first chapter of the Yoga Sutras tell the story of yoga, one leading seamlessly into the other.
1.1 Now begins the study of yoga
1.2 Yoga is the calming of the fluctuations of the mind
1.3 Then the seer resides in his own true nature
We see here, the third sutra is reflecting the affects of this practice we call Yoga. When you practice Yoga, calming the fluctuations of the mind, you will reside in your own true nature.
Yoga is basically practicing at being what you already are. That is not as easy as it sounds. What you truly are vs. what you, and others have built you up to be, are different things. We all have roles, desires and goals and all those things seem to make up a life. Sometimes we attach so deeply to our roles, desires and goals that we distract ourselves from experiencing a state of bliss that is profound and yet simply our natural state of being.
When there is no heavy influence of distraction, of outside noise, or wavering thought forms, all that is left is the still beingness.
When we practice at being still, we glimpse these states of bliss. It’s like the moment upon first awakening from sleep when you are simply there. The world has not shown itself in all its forms, your todos have not yet crept into your mind and you are simply waking. The waking state is a state of consciousness that simply is, and then in comes the flood of remembering that you are human.
Maybe you have an emotion or a driving force that pulls you to your feet, or maybe the dreaded alarm is blaring and you begin your day in alert mode. Our natural selves want to wake with the sun and the sound of the birds. If you wake naturally enough times, and let yourself fully arrive in your body before jerking out of bed, waking to an alarm begins to seem odd.
Meditating gives us a space where we have the opportunity to simply be, and if we do that enough the being becomes more natural than the doing.
It’s hard sometimes to accept that we can do nothing. And I don’t mean the watching TV kind of doing nothing… that is encouraged in our society. I’m talking about the yoga kind of being; residing in the space of you where you are clear and free, a space where the thoughts do not move you, and you let go and rest in a state of being.
In our western society we do not appreciate just being still. We need to let go of the assumption that we are not doing enough. Sometimes I simply sit in the forest and look at a tree. Without judgement of the tree, without wondering about myself in relation to the tree, I simply allow the tree to envelope my visual sense and then -poof- I am just there for a moment residing in my true nature. This doesn’t last for long before I am judging myself that I should be doing something.
I should be writing, planning or creating right? I should be tackling things on my to do list, or molding myself into a better person! But it is in these moments of non doing that I realize that I am creation itself. There is no more to do or not do, and from this place of still beingness, I decide to do some things because life is a great adventure full of cool stuff to do. I desire to bring my personality out into the world, but then my personality, and all that I do come from a different vibe, the vibe of a zest for life, for adventure, & connection. My doing has sprouted from a place of simply being instead of from an outside driving force, what I think is expected of me, or any expectations I put on myself. The world becomes a curious place to play in rather than a set of accomplishments to get done.
The more we practice yoga, the more we experience our true selves. Our true selves do not need labels or roles. Our truest form has nothing to prove or no agenda to ascribe to.
This is the type of yoga we will be practicing at my retreat in Guatemala. Come get a glimpse of your true self. Be as you are, discover your authentic self in a sacred space created for transformation. http://www.junglevibration.com
The transformation is really like a butterfly in his cacoon. The catapiller was always already a butterfly, he just had to rest for a moment, swaddled, lose himself, turn to mush and emerge to fly higher with a new perspective.
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