(And someone on social media said, “*eyeroll*, I doubt Bob Marley said those words.” IDC. Ive thought the words myself)
Heard in yoga class: “Bless yourself
Bless someone in your life
Wrap that breath around them
Bless someone or something not directly related to you, your community, a cause, a public figure
That needs your prayer
Roll to the right side of your mat
Hug yourself like you love yourself.”
Mark Nepo, from his book, The Endless Practice:
“Often, we struggle between what is heartening and disheartening, brought along when feeling affirmed and tossed about when feeling drained. But one thing is clear: when we cling to our situation, we can fall into the trap of viewing whatever happens from the vision of the part, from which things seldom make sense and fear takes over.
When we can surrender our pain—that is, stop holding it tightly—we chance to view whatever happens from the vision of the Whole. From here, our experience can open us to a mystery that will carry us. There are few things in life that are as challenging or as rewarding as moving from what disheartens us to what heartens us.
Toward What Is Precious
No matter how lost in fear or distrust we may be, no matter how consumed or disoriented by hurt and anger, we can find our way back to all that is heartening by giving ourselves over completely to attention and appreciation. It doesn’t even matter toward what.
The simplest and bravest way to counter the plight of disheartenment is to move toward what is precious. This is the original meaning of the word appreciate. Repeatedly, a life of appreciation uncovers the freeing truth that life itself is one miracle after another passing through us.
Ultimately, moving toward what is precious returns us to what matters. It’s through this deeper sense that we are able to discern what is heartening and what is disheartening. It’s through a life of appreciation that we are refreshed.
In the fifth century BC, the Greek philosopher Heraclitus said, “You can’t step in the same river twice.” And in our own time, the Standing Rock Sioux elder Vine Deloria Jr. said, “We may mis-understand, but we do not mis-experience.” Both elders speak to the inescapable fact that we and the life we wake in are constantly emerging and evolving. We and life are constantly dynamic. They speak with Emerson and Buddha to the mysterious vitality of directly engaging the life we are given as the most immediate way to discover the wisdom hidden in our days…
After all our attempts to reframe, deny, project, or simply run from what’s upon us, we have no real choice but to meet our own experience until, moving through us, it makes our song knowable. … Let your experience-worn lips feel the air and I’ll dare to listen before fighting or fleeing. We can dare to offer something we haven’t rehearsed. We can dare to effort our way into harmony, where each moment will birth us and each will gift us something as it dies.
A Reflective Pause •
In your journal, describe two or three things that are disheartening you right now and two or three things that are heartening.
What do the things that dishearten you have in common?
What do the things that hearten you have in common?
How can you calm what disheartens you and lean into what heartens you?
I keep coming back to this. What heartens me and what is disheartening to me. Yes. Appreciation for my practice. I did let what is outside my practice ruin my practice on days on the mat. Also said in class, your practice is what makes you good for the other things/people in your life.
On a balancing scale? Or just a line graph. Things go up and down and intersect. The steady line is your own capacity, your core to love. I.might not be able to sync with someone, have my desire fullfilling by them, but I still love them. I still appreciate them as they have their own desires like dreams.
When things aren’t working out we compare it to a time it was working. “I was younger and skinnier then.”
I try not to think like that, like, I’m not good enough or the right kind of person…It’s hard
Agnes Martin said she painted with her back to the world. I said to my mom, “yeah, my back fat.” “Stop that.”