I met someone today who said to me he thought the ‘true yoga’ was
To be found in India.
As he spoke those words, something inside my body
Tightened.
Tightened and then softened into inquiry.
Hmmmmm, I thought,
I don’t know about that.
I have seen many a guru in India whom,
Despite their teaching being impressive,
Abuse their position of power and,
Therefore, they are not really living yoga….
I have witnessed as much ignorance as well as grace and wisdom
In many countries of the world,
In many cultures,
In many people…
In myself.
Is this ‘true yoga’ confined to a feeling state –
One of peace, of bliss, of calm?
Is it confined to what is beautiful and good?
Or does it embrace all –
The life-death-life dance
We all dance?
Is it limited to a set of steps and stages along a
Fixed path to some distant goal
Called ‘enlightenment?’
Or is it something so close we
Miss it by looking so far?
Could it be unlimited, ever emerging presence?
Can it be defined?
Does it even have to be called ‘Yoga’?
After some time, some movement, some
Inquiry within,
I can only ponder that the
‘True Yoga’ is nowhere and
Everywhere all at once.
It is within me,
In this very moment….
Wherever I am in the world.
And it is within you
In this very moment….
Wherever you are in the world.
It is within everything.
It is nowhere not….
And this is not a conclusion.
The inquiry is ongoing…