The Gunas are Coming to Get You!

Quick! RUN! No, not into the basement without a flashlight in your sheer white nightgown, you fool!  

Ahem.  Maybe a few too many horror movies as a teen?  Anyway, the gunas aren’t coming to get you.  That was just a catchier title than “the gunas are you,” which is more accurate.

In Hindu tradition and yoga philosophy,  all can be divided into two things – prakriti and parusha.  Purusha is spirit/consciousness, and prakriti is nature/matter.  All prakriti, all objects of experience, is constituted of gunas, the three instincts or tendencies or ways of being:  tamas, rajas, and sattva.

Tamas is inertia, inaction, indifference.  It’s cold and dark.  Its energy is low and listless.

Rajas is passion, restlessness, frenetic activity.  It’s hot and red.  Its energy burns brightly but uncontrolled.

Sattva is balance, calm, peacefulness.  It’s cool and white.  Its energy is clear and balanced.

It is important to see that all three of these gunas are part of the maya, or sheath, of prakriti.  Though sattva may be the closest to purusha in characteristics, it is not purusha.  All matter, all nature, is a combination of the three gunas.  One guna may be more strongly seen or felt in something, but they are all there.  In human or animal behavior, we may note one guna more manifested at some times, while another is more manifested at other times.  But, regardless, they are all present.

Lately, as I’ve been studying and thinking yoga a lot, I’ve been mentally noting in my surroundings the gunas that are predominant in someone or something at that time.  It’s a little less fun for inanimate objects (rock – tamas, match – rajas, green leaf – sattva) , except for food.  Food is interesting, because we can sort of think through the extent to which bringing food with a certain predominant guna into the body may create a strengthening of that guna in the body for that time period.  For example, I love potato soup.  You know, the creamy (soy in my case) thick, sort of bland, heavy, white potato soup.  And, in case it isn’t quite carby enough, I like to add crackers.  Tamas anyone?  Wow.  And then, after I eat a big bowl of said soup, how do I feel?  Pretty tamastic.  I feel like laying on the couch, possibly whining every few minutes that I ate too much.  Tamas. I could do examples for the other two, but I think you get the picture.

For people and animals, it’s very interesting to note the gunas unfolding and changing in those around you, and the self.  Some people appear pretty consistent.  I spend some time with a person who is just, as far as I can tell, always predominantly rajas.  She’s always hurrying from place to place, always all twirled up about something, always in a state of high emotion.  Every issue she faces is a crisis and every day has an issue.  It exhausts me just to be in her presence.  Interestingly, even with all of that energy, she seems to have a hard time getting things done.  Perhaps it is because the energy is so frenetic and out of control.  Again here, I could give examples, but I bet you have your own.

It’s particularly revealing to look at how these tendencies reveal themselves in your own behavior and being, and what events seem to call forth one or another.  I like to be at home, but if I spend a few days in a row completely at home, tamas really takes over and I don’t want to do anything or go anywhere.  When I meditate regularly, I can feel/see more sattva in myself.  If I’m having issues in personal relationships, I get very whirlwind like – rajas. Observing the gunas in action in myself has been helping me to find ways to move toward a little more sattva when tamas or rajas take over, and to see where some behaviors are coming from.  It’s pretty nifty.

So, watch out for the gunas!  They are you.

Namaste,

L

Teaching – So Sweet

Yep, I looked JUST like this!

I taught my “final teach” today in yoga teacher training.  It’s hard to believe that we started the program at the beginning of October, because it seems like just a few weeks ago, and here we are wrapping up.  Even having taught a couple of practice classes, I was a nervous bunny going into the class.  I knew that I “knew” my plan, and I really didn’t want to look at my notes, but I worried that I would trip myself up, be unable to recover, and then … but, it did not go that way.

After arriving and setting up the music, there were already a couple of students (and friends) there, so I got to chat a little, which was great for some grounding.  Danielle even brought some pretty flowers to celebrate!  Time went by pretty quickly, more students arrived (I think we were missing four of the original 11, but two additional got to come, so there ended up being a total of 9), and it was time to get started.  The opening segment, with a brief Aesop’s fable, connection to aparigraha, and some pranayama went well.  My chant was a little off in melody, but the crowd was game, so that was fine.  And with an om, we were off!

When the moving started, it was really time to think “on my feet.” I found that some things took longer than in practice (i.e. the warm-up) and had to be reduced here and there, and other things took less time than I had thought.  I had my first big oops right off the bat when we got to our feet to start the flows.  It actually was a blessing in disguise, because once it happened I felt freed from thinking about getting it perfect, recovered in process to make things generally work, and then moved on.  At that point, I was able to just chill about whether I was doing “good” or “bad” and just teach, looking for adjustments that could be made, trying to keep a pacing that seemed to be working for the students, closing the curtains when the creeper was looking at us like fish in an aquarium, and being my usual slightly goofy self.

Class went by very quickly – of course, I wasn’t the one in forearm plank, so….   It seemed to be almost no time and savasana was coming up.  I felt a little teary at just how wonderful it was to be a part of the practice of such lovely people (and there was probably some plain old relief in there too).  When all was done, those fabulous Yogawood friends gave me a little round of applause.  It seemed like thank you wasn’t nearly enough to express how grateful I felt at these yogis having shared this 90 minutes with me.

Wow.  This is good stuff, eh?  And, I passed, so that was pretty sweet too.  ; )

Namaste,

L

Believe in the Process

Image by CatDancing on Flickr

Be like the bird that, passing on her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings.
~ Victor Hugo

Life is always going to throw you a few curve balls.  That’s the nature of being.  If you have a Type A leaning, and I do, you might find this a little difficult.  You might plan things to the Nth degree, attempting to calculate any possible difficulties and figure out how to deal with them – preparing in advance for any occurrence and getting all your ducks in a row.  And yet, at the end of the day, where the rubber meets the road (I think three metaphor cliches in a series might be all I can do), you can’t control how things unfold.  The world is populated with beings who take actions that ripple out and create changes that are unexpected in ways that are almost unimaginable.  In the end, you have to do your best and then trust the process.

Sometimes, this is easier than other times.  Those gut-clenching, nervous-energy-producing, cold-sweat-making events in life – those are a challenge.  They are a little bit different for everyone.  Many people would put public speaking in this category.  For others, it’s the job interview.  For some, it might be a cocktail party with the investors.  Maybe it’s meeting the in-laws-to-be for the first, or 40th, time.  It could be the big exam, the major race, or the opening night.  Regardless, all that can be done is to give your full effort – virya – to the process and then trust that how it unfolds is how it is meant to unfold – and remember that no effort is lost.

And now, I’m going to take my own advice, go run through my final teach a few more times, and then believe in the process.  It’s all I/we can do!

Namaste,

L