For the past two days, I’ve been battling a sinus infection. This morning, after sleeping 11 hours, I woke up, chanted mantras, said prayers, wrote in my journal, practiced breathing exercises and sat to meditate. All of the fear, anger, distrust and resentment of recent weeks (due to a mugging and other trauma triggers) melted into pure, big-picture, heartfelt acceptance. Everything made sense. I felt peaceful and whole.
This collection of rituals is a simple 30-minute Sadhana (routine) that I like to practice every morning. Today I realized that it’s been months since I’ve committed to these efforts on a daily basis.
In my experience, I can count on a daily reprieve from all kinds of “dis-ease” as long as I maintain my spiritual condition. For someone like me – a trauma survivor who drowned pain and reality with alcohol for 25 years, and who has been undoing old patterns for the last eight years – that maintenance is essential to my ongoing growth away from my past and toward a healthy future. Daily Sadhana guarantees that I will be liberated of self-centeredness, grounded in peacefulness and therefore available to serve others.
Yoga is the umbrella for all of my maintenance efforts. During my yoga teacher training, we studied the six branches of Integral Yoga – Hatha (primarily poses, breathing, cleansing), Raja (philosophy, ethics, mindfulness), Jnana (reflection, self-inquiry, analysis), Karma (selfless service), Japa (mantra repetition) and Bhakti (devotion to and worship of a higher power). In the Yoga Sutras, we hear, “Yogas Chitta Vritti Nirodhah” – yoga negates disturbances of the mind. Therefore, the goal of yoga is to cultivate a peaceful mind. IY founder Swami Satchidananda believes, “There are many ways to reach the same goal. Whatever you call it, it is called Yoga.”
Indeed, it’s all yoga.
When I say that I have abandoned my yoga practice, I don’t just mean that I haven’t been going to class or practicing poses. I mean that I have not been greeting the day with chants, prayers, reflection, breath work, meditation. I have not been ending the day by reading positive literature, making a gratitude list, praying for others. In between rising and bedtime, I have not been serving as I could. I have not been well enough to show up for others. And I most certainly have not been surrendering to a higher power.
And so, right here, right now, I take the first step toward a solution and admit – I have fallen off the wagon.
“The origins of this phrase lie in the 1800s, with the temperance movement. During this era, many people felt that alcohol was an extremely harmful substance, and they abstained from alcohol while encouraging others to do the same. The term references the water wagons which were once drawn by horses to water down dirt roads so that they did not become dusty. Members of the temperance movement said that they would sooner drink from a water wagon than touch a drop of alcohol, so when someone failed to keep a temperance pledge, people would say that he or she had fallen from the wagon.” – http://www.wisegeek.com/
For me, daily Sadhana is the “water wagon” that keeps me from falling back into all sorts of unhealthy habits. And I intend to jump back on that wagon the moment I press “Publish” on this Post. Because, with You as my witness, a publicly stated intention will be hard to break.
Wish me luck. OM Shanti.