I’m hanging at Starbucks Arden Hills, munching on a roasted tomato/mozzarella panini, sipping dark roast, contemplating purusha. It’s a sanskrit word that loosely translates as universal consciousness; limitless, immutable untouchable. I’m going to introduce it to a group of about 70 total yogis tonight in 3 separate sessions. Why? Well, why not….
I say that a lot to myself when life presents itself as hard, unimaginable, stuck; when I encounter yesterday’s mind in today’s body, I open up to purusha, the light within. Oftentimes it manifests as self-forgiveness, self-compassion, unconditional love; munching, sipping, sitting and reflecting, with a little bit of deep diaphragmatic breathing thrown in for good measure. It’s honestly that easy.
Yoga is the yoking of mind body and purusha (spirit, energy, essential nature, take your pick). It invites an awareness of the essence of me that makes my life glimmer. More often than not it starts with the question of why and unravels into the why not. And it inevitably generates these fabulous connections with others.
So today when Doris, age 94, comes to me at the end of our session and says: “I’ll see you Friday, Susan. This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” I silently acknowledge the ferocity of our connected lights; joyful, peaceful, free. In concert with one another forever.