Door handle at Bayalakuppe, Tibetan settlement near Mysore which is the largest in India after Dharamsala
Must we not first have freedom to discover? There can be no freedom if our action is ever enclosing. Is not the action of the ego, the sense of the 'me' and the 'mine', ever a process of limitation? - Krishnamurti
On the way to led yoga class this morning, I was weary from the previous night. Straining to sleep in makeshift Asheville sleeping quarters, I had not been graced by even one minute in dreamland. Too cold, bed losing air, snoring bed mate, the litany was lengthy. I had moved the bed, added air to it, put on a hat, laid my jacket over my feet, and jabbed my mate...
It was 32 F degrees, the heat was blasting at us in the car, and I thought of those chilly Mysore mornings sitting on the pavement outside the Shala.
Discomfort feels different here.
It can be removed or dealt with easily. I can control stuff here.
But can I really? Or does it just seem like it? Does the safety of knowing one's surroundings mean less angst in difficult situations? Or in what I perceive as difficult?
Or does safety sometimes act as a veil, a buffer from being aware of a reality I prefer to avoid?
And as for sleep, I have been surprised to learn that the number of hours I sleep or don't—has little to do with my practice (and therefore my daily activities). I can have 9 hours of sleep and have a lousy practice or get no sleep and have a great practice (or not.) Go figure.
Good or bad, practice is just there. Mind adds limitations to the mix.
Practice is. Life is. Everything is.
And sleep or not, the sweet under tempo pulses on.
AND my feet are still cold.
How to calm the mind—is called yoga.
Everything should be accepted equally.
*Vata is one of the three body types in Ayurveda - one of its characteristics is cold extremities.