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We are all ‘one’ and this is why

We are all one, right?  This is what we have learned in this yoga matrix, this is what we teach, and this is what makes sense from both a scientific and spiritual viewpoint.

But what does it mean to really feel or be this sense of oneness?

I remember studying with the amazing Georg Feurstein, and we spent a whole day once talking about the concept of purusha.

It is more than just a great name for a cat, it is central to Vedic teaching, and the underpinning for a lot of what modern yoga is.

The discussion that day revolved around the concept of oneness, and how there really is no inherent “one” in oneness, as one implies opposition to something that is zero.

Georg was adamant that there was no “oneness” and that purusha was more of a non-dual ground reality, that is beyond all dimension or context.

You can imagine that had a lot of our heads spinning that day, but it was nonetheless so rich and relevant to our study.

I hadn’t thought about this too much until I became somewhat fixated on researching my family tree.

Similar to a yoga practice, it was a process of peeling away layer upon layer of identity and dismantling where and who I thought I came from.

We typically think of ourselves as coming from two lines, our mother’s and our father’s.

Maybe we will think back a couple of generations and get that we come from two or four streams.  But I was going back in some streams to the 1700s, some to the 1600s and one stream to the year 1500.

At that point I felt like I was spinning, simply because of the hundreds of streams that I could have followed if I were to take the time with each of my ancestors, particularly the women’s side.

At the end of it, that existential dizziness of not really belonging to a single/dual stream slowly shifted into a warm and contented feeling of belonging to the whole.

There are a trillion stories from a trillion streams, and they were all informing who I have come to be.

One illness or one accident at one time in any of those streams, and I would not exist.

One chance meeting missed, or one argument that went too far, and I would not exist. This all plays out with each one of us, and every creature.

None of this would exist if it were not from this immense and countless formation of rivers, streams and tributaries. I am glad we all made it to this one point in time — it has been a long journey.

So what is this all about anyway?  What I am trying to convey is that our life is a gift and there have been an infinite amount of variables that have conspired to make us.

It’s not just our human ancestors, but through the various iterations of upright primates. Through the various kinds of pre-primates.

All the way back through our oceanic ancestors and single-celled organisms; back through a collection of space dust that became earth, back through exploding stars, and so on and so on.

We are of a great stream of being that ultimately has no beginning and no end, for time is essentially a dualistic concept that humans have invented and embodied.

Ultimately, we are part of something that transcends oneness AND we get to be the embodied nervous system that reflects on it all.

This is what we explore in savasana, and sometimes, if a bunch of variables and circumstances collide and conspire, we experience that sense of transcendent knowing.

So what we do with this awareness? Do we check out of life and see it all as an illusion? Do we become super-peaceful and removed from stress, finally? Do we break at the bigness and nothingness of it all?

The answer, of course, is a big, fat ‘no’ to all of the above.

We are embodied nervous systems that are a fundamental part of the myriad life forms and structures that make up this planet.

We have the capacity for intelligence and wisdom, which naturally creates a love and responsibility to the planet and a relationship to it that our eyes and mind and body feel deeply.

The expansion and the unity that we receive in our practice is the fuel that tethers us to an engaged and active commitment to that which gives us life.

As well as the myriad creatures we share the planet with, particularly those that are oppressed or lacking in power.

Why is this the case?  Because it is the focus on goodness, community, sustainability and fair play that reaffirms the ground reality of no separation.

It is an echo of the common ancestor that we all share — some may call it God, some unity, but ultimately it is that ground reality that is beyond the nervous system and conscious thought.

When we act counter to this intimacy, we reaffirm and reinforce the construct of the ego and at times make our decisions solely based on how it affects us alone.

When I was a kid, about 12 years old, we used to take our boat home from the arcade on Saturday night, and sometimes we would stop in the middle of the lake and look up at the stars.

At a certain point I got too freaked out by the concept and the bigness of infinity, and so stopped doing it.

Yoga has allowed me to pick up that thread of observation and contemplation again and even try to feel it deep in my bones.

That is not to say that it is easy.

Most of us go into savasana and have a blissful, unified experience, and then when it ends or dissolves, we check out and return to the land of thinkingthinkingthinking.

But like most elements of our practice, our hope is to keep circling back to the start of the experience in order to peel away the layers of negotiation, reflection, and opinion.

Through this we find ourselves getting better at being at home in a transcendent and loving connection to all that is, even if it is for a brief few seconds.

And then we come out of it and go to work at making the world a better place.

May we all feel an intuitive and embodied sense of this connection to all that is, and within that recognize our connection to one another, because it is those connections that fuels our ability to make positive change in the world.

— Love, Ted

Yoga and politics: Modo Yoga is creating an army of peace

Happy 2017! I know it’s customary to write about resolutions and other New Year stuff.

I’m a huge fan of using bolstering my intentions by tapping into the collective optimism that a new year brings.

At the same time, we’ve all had some breathing time, the holidays are passed, maybe we can weave the efficient momentum of a new year into processing the fact that Donald Trump is the president-elect of the United States.

No matter where you are on the political spectrum, it is a vital time to be a yogactivist.

How do we address the vast divisiveness that is eroding our ability to see connection in our neighbors despite our politics?

In the aftermath of this reality, how do we process Trump’s election, as yoga teachers and students living for the most part, from a vantage point of privilege?

Since I’m still grappling myself, I thought I’d simply share my own experience.

I thought I could also open a dialogue on staying the course as environmentalists, human rights protectors and continue to fight the good fight with our eyes open.

Where were you when it was announced Trump was elected?

I found out about Trump’s win at 4:30 a.m. I then drove solo for three hours from our home near San José, CR to the Modo Yoga advanced teacher training at Blue Spirit in Nosara and began to process the news.

My heart hadn’t sunk that heavy into my gut since Al Gore won the popular vote in 2000 and then lost based on electoral votes.

Part of being a yogi is supplanting denial with our ability to feel.

Look no further than Instagram or Facebook feeds to see that we often “like” the “happy-cheery-yay” version of yoga far more than the subtle side of our emotional spectrum.

Yet, denial of dark emotions can develop into more corrosive states of being –- anxiety, depression and pain to name a few.

So I got into the car and drove.

I looked at the trees that give to us all without asking for anything in return. I thought, “who is going to protect you from human greed through much-needed environmental policy?”

And I cried.

I thought about a dear friend who is Muslim and thought about mean-spirited border guards armed with power to feed racist leanings.

I thought about black people in the U.S. who gave and give so much to shape the country and now face even greater risk of racial violence and hate crimes.

Once I arrived at the training we were all present to feeling. The mood was mostly shared melancholy.

That day Matthew Remski gave a lecture.

He re-jigged his entire workshop to place processing of the election results within the context of a discussion of modern day yoga.

We asked ourselves as a group: does our practice necessarily speak up for civil rights? Is practicing yoga necessarily a political act? Are yoga studios politically charged environments?

My answer to all three for our community was a strong, “yes,” “no,” “no.”

The Buddha called practice moving against the stream.

The six pillars of Modo Yoga are politically charged.

Our two main community campaigns, “Speak Your Peace” in September and “Grow Your Yoga” in May are forces for civil rights support.

At the heart of those 12-year-old campaigns and our karma class program is the ability to use our practice in community to reach beyond our mats to people, places or issues that are calling for support, and that mean something to us as individuals.

Our community unites around the idea that if we are practicing our pillars, we are by definition working off our mats for whatever it is that we believe in.

This doesn’t mean we all believe the same thing, but that we all share a belief that part of our practice is karma yoga (action), or reaching ut.

So why not say that the studios are necessarily politically charged?

It became clear in 2012 that sometimes what we may think of as “shared views” isolates students in pockets of our community where, for example, working on an oil rig is feeding their family.

We had themed “Speak Your Peace” around protesting the TransCanada Pipeline and some students that worked for the oil industry felt shut out of their hitherto welcoming community.

This was a community-wide lesson on balancing outreach with our Be Accessible pillar. Reaching out was shutting out and that was a mistake.

Turning feelings into action

After my pity-party about Trump, I started to read. I felt angry at Trump supporters. Then I felt furious at alt-right groups and racist spew that makes its way into mainstream media.

I felt the sting of being the only Jewish girl in my class in a racist high school environment and it brought up that anger.

When I brought my fury to my mat and sat with it, I knew I had my work cut out for me.

I thought of the conditions that contribute to being raised to hate.

I thought of some of the youth I’ve been privileged to meet or hear about with Laura Sygrove, at incarceration centers involved in New Leaf Yoga programs.

No one signs up to suck. No one wakes up to dream of a life as a gang member. No one signs up for racist parents or limited education that excludes basic lessons on human rights.

I remembered the 2012 pipeline discussion and compassion began to rise up through the anger.

I remember reading the Dalai Lama speak of China as “my friend, the enemy.” Divisiveness is never the answer.

I vowed to think of the intention of connection, to listen, learn, use my voice, and act peacefully for justice whenever I felt hate.

Since election day, I turned to teachings from elders and academics I respect.

I walked through the forest and listened to “The Lakota Way.”

I read Jared Diamond’s newest book “The World Until Yesterday.”

I researched who was doing the best work on the Dakota Access Pipeline and donated.

I listened, read and increased my monthly donation to Democracynow.org.

I talked to friends that I respect.

If you were like many and have been run over by the holidays and haven’t taken the time to process, I hope you allow yourself the space to feel, even amidst the fantastically wonderful energy of January.

Yoga allows us to feel it all. And yes, even yogis get angry.

We ask a trick question at every Modo Yoga level 1 teacher training in our introduction to the six pillars and the Yamas and Niyamas: “Would you teach a class at the head offices of an unethical business like Bayer-Monsanto?”

It’s a trick question because we hope that we can all be ninja yogis and share peace in such a way that we can truly hone our skillful means, what the Buddha called upaya-kaushalya.

The intention is to bring even the Bayer-Monsanto exec to a place where deep and true inner-ethics rise to the surface.

This is where the world can change by dedicating ourselves this year more than ever, to our off-the-mat work wherever that work takes us.

Maybe we can find a middle ground. Modo Yoga acts as a neutral place and a true space of respite.

At the same time, we share articles and news that moves us through our group platforms or even below in the comments.

When we hear a story from a voice that isn’t being heard, we pass it on. Maybe we can speak more clearly through the social images we share that every Modo Yoga studio believes that black lives matter.

Maybe we can ask under-represented individuals in our community how we can as teachers create a more welcoming space.

Maybe you are one of these people and you can educate us on how we can be more inclusive and accessible as a community either in comments or by writing to info@modoyoga.com.

In 2010, the theme of our annual general meeting for studio owners was “creating an army of peace.”

We are to this day, and always have been, an army of peace. Let’s mobilize, yogis.

There are times when I still get bummed about Trump.

I also feel that we can have, collectively, as former U.S. President Barack Obama titled his second book, the “Audacity to hope.”

We can use this hope to fight peacefully, with yoga as our weapon, for the battles we choose to fight.

We can fight peacefully just as the brave WaterKeepers have at Standing Rock to a triumphant first victory.

If there was ever a time to mobilize our peaceful army troops, to come together and speak out mindfully and with compassion on issues that are important to us as individuals, that time is now.

My greatest hope is fueled by knowing that you are all out there doing what you are doing each and every day.

Thank you for leading this army. I am forever grateful. Happy New Year!

— Jess