My Morning:
the situation:
i am supersetting piles of emails with piles of laundry and unreturned phonecalls. Sun slips higher into the day.
i know that i must force myself right now to create time to sweat. i will miss my workout if i don’t just do it NOW!
the ego:
my ego is trying to suffocate my Warrior Workout Spirit. it is convincing me that the last thing i need to do is to ‘waste time’ on my
bicycle again when there is so much work to be done, money that must be made to pay bills, rent…
Students that need attending, business and media matters that cannot be delayed again…blah, blah, blah…
the heart:
my heart feels torn. self pity. why so busy? yogis are not supposed to be busy, let alone overwhelmed!
i then default to loneliness; lonely for my southwest mountains. i can almost smell the San Juan snow melting
like tears over eon old granite during this time of year. i recall Mule deer dancing in harmony with Stellar jays
in a remote alpine meadow as i run through dew damp grasses. i want to be there again now.
the Practice:
using self discipline cultivated through WF Training, i step away from the computer. i engage WF Principle #1: Breath and Posture.
i take a moment and sit near my puja table with no other agenda except to sit near my puja table and breathe consciously in
elegant posture.
the Effect:
after a few breaths i am guided to reach out for a sacred book written by Swami Satyananda Saraswati. i don’t know
why, intellectually, i do this. i just do it because i am listening to space between my thoughts, not the thoughts.
the Teacher Arriving:
i spontaneously open the sacred literature from this Realized Being…my eyes drink in His words that jump from the page;
“This horoscope is of the raja yogi.
You will be on the top commanding, after the age of forty three.
Until then, you will have to sweat,
but you will be successful.”
the Spiritual Synchronicity:
tomorrow is my forty third birthday.
the Warrior Arising:
i get my ass into my cycling clothes, screw the laundry, bow to my computer, hold my Students in my heart,
and proceed to pedal into my sweat which awaits me under the still rising sun.
May your own Workout be true and strong today…
just do it, baby…whatever it takes…just do it…and LISTEN for the Signs…they are your Teachers
and They are everywhere!
love from the humble (but Powerful) Helm,
your feeble teacher
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