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Comparison and Separation: Can You Embrace Your Humble Pigeon Pose?
I’ve been practicing yoga for more than 2 decades. My pigeon pose has probably reached its full expression. There just isn’t much more opening to be found in these old hips. My Pigeon Pose is a humble Pigeon Pose.

I’ve envied me many a Pigeon. With no other option on the table, I humbly proceeded to work at Pigeon Pose at my bodies pace. I practice Pigeon Pose nearly every day not for its beauty, but because my body feels better when I do. Pigeon Pose feels delicious regardless of what it looks like.
The other day, I found myself once again noticing everyone else’s achievements in Pigeon Pose. I was comparing my Pigeon with other yogi’s Pigeons. I can tell you exactly who was deeper in their Pigeon than I was. I can tell you exactly who has tighter hips than I do. As I was cataloguing all the Pigeon Pose’s in the classroom I had an ‘aha’ moment: the process of comparison was keeping me separated from others. My internal dialogued, simplified, was: “He’s better than me.” “She’s tighter than me.”
This internal dialogue enhanced my sense of isolation and specialness. It fed my ego, the good and bad of my ego, and it kept me alone. This sense of loneliness through comparison is an old familiar feeling.

Gradually, I find myself letting go of my need to compare myself to others. I find myself able to practice Mudita, empathic joy. Not just in theory, but really enjoying the accomplishments of others. If I am not separate, then their accomplishment is also my accomplishment. Mudita is a delicious way to expand my experience of life.
So when your yoga teacher reminds you not to compare yourself with others, it’s for real and for realization. It’s to help protect you from injuring yourself. It’s to help you practice Mudita and ‘Not Separate. As this deepening occurs, the world might just open up and swallow you whole. You might step right into Krishna’s mouth and experience the glory of all that is. You might wake up.
--Lisa
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