Ashtanga Yoga Jiva | News 05/12

June
Monday 4th : No Class (Full Moon Day, Thai Holiday)
Tuesday 5th : Boonchu & Leena last class
Thursday 7th : Shelley’s first class
Tuesday 19th : No Class (New Moon Day)

Mysore Classes in Bangkok to continue with Shelley Smith.

From Thursday June the 7th, the class will be taught by Authorized Ashtanga Yoga teacher Shelley Smith.

Shelley is Authorized to teach Ashtanga Yoga by the K. Pattabhi Jois Ashtanga Yoga Institute in Mysore, India. More Information on Shelley

Please show your interest in the class by signing up on the Facebook Event Page.

Prices as usual.

Please note: It is very important and it is your responsibility that you let your yoga teacher know about your injury / difficulty / idiosyncrasy. Your teacher does not posses x-ray eyes or a special power to know about the inside of your body! Please go here for more information and other class guidelines.

Excerpt from “Views from the Real World - Early Talks of G.I. Gurdjieff

You have plenty of money, let us say. You live in luxury and enjoy general respect and esteem. The people who run your well-organized business are absolutely honest and devoted to you. In a word, you have a very good life. Perhaps you think so yourself and consider yourself wholly free, for after all your time is your own. You are a patron of the arts, you settle world problems over a cup of coffee and you may even be interested in the development of hidden spiritual powers. Problems of the spirit are not foreign to you and you are at home among philosophical ideas. You are educated and well read. Having some erudition in many fields, you are known as a clever man, for you find your way easily in all sorts of pursuits; you are an example of a cultured man. In short, you are to be envied.

In the morning you wake up under the influence of an un-pleasant dream. The slightly depressed mood disappeared but has left its trace in a kind of lassitude and uncertainty of movement. You go to the mirror to brush your hair and by accident drop your hairbrush. You pick it up and just as you have dusted it off, you drop it again. This time you pick it up with a shade of impatience and because of that you drop it a third time. You try to grab it in midair but instead, it flies at the mirror. In vain you jump to catch it. Smash! ...a star-shaped cluster of cracks appears in the antique mirror you were so proud of. Hell! The records of discontent begin to turn. You need to vent your annoyance on someone. Finding that your servant has forgotten to put the newspaper beside your morning coffee, your cup of patience overflows and you decide you can no longer stand the wretched man in the house.

Now it is time for you to go out. Taking advantage of the fine day, your destination not being far away, you decide to walk while your car follows slowly behind. The bright sun somewhat mollifies you. Your attention is attracted to a crowd that has gathered around a man lying unconscious on the pavement. With the help of the onlookers the porter puts him into a cab and he is driven off to the hospital. Notice how the strangely familiar face of the driver is connected in your associations and reminds you of the accident you had last year. You were returning home from a gay birthday party. What a delicious cake they had there! This servant of yours who forgot your morning paper ruined your breakfast. Why not make up for it now? After all, cake and coffee are extremely important! Here is the fashionable cafe you sometimes go to with your friends. But why have you remembered about the accident? You had surely almost forgotten about the morning's un- pleasantness.... And now, do your cake and coffee really taste so good?

You see the two ladies at the next table. What a charming blonde! She glances at you and whispers to her companion, "That's the sort of man I like."

Surely none of your troubles are worth wasting time on or getting upset about. Need one point out how your mood changed from the moment you met the blonde and how it lasted while you were with her? You return home humming a gay tune and even the broken mirror only provokes a smile. But what about the business you went out for in the morning? You have only just remembered it ... that's clever! Still, it does not matter. You can telephone. You lift the receiver and the operator gives you the wrong number. You ring again and get the same number. Some man says sharply that he is sick of you—you say it is not your fault, an altercation follows and you are surprised to learn that you are a fool and an idiot, and that if you call again... The rumpled carpet under your foot irritates you, and you should hear the tone of voice in which you reprove the servant who is handing you a letter. The letter is from a man you respect and whose good opinion you value. The contents of the letter are so flattering to you that your irritation gradually dies down and is replaced by the pleasantly embarrassed feeling that flattery arouses. You finish reading it in a most amiable mood.

I could continue this picture of your day—you free man. Perhaps you think I have been exaggerating. No, this is a true scenario taken from life. This was a day in the life of a man well known both at home and abroad, a day reconstructed and described by him that same evening as a vivid example of associative thinking and feeling. Tell me where is the freedom when people and things possess a man to such an extent that he forgets his mood, his business and himself? In a man who is subject to such variation can there be any serious attitude toward his search?

See you in class!

Namaste

It is probably the survival instinct that gives us the illusion that there is a “Me, living life”. The organism needs this illusion to stay alive.

Tan Dhamma Viddu, Suan Mokkh Meditation Centre, March 2012

A definition of hell on earth ; war, torture, experiments on animals. A definition of heaven on earth ; Intimacy - the bond of real love and connection that is possible between two people.

Unknown - notes from Suan Mokkh Meditation Centre, March 2012

Can some or all of us live on this earth without a single conflict? You can't answer this question, but let the seed of that question operate. Because if that seed is alive, not just the theory of it, then it has it's own tremendous vitality, not your thinking about and saying, "Well, I must understand what the devil he is talking about."
If one may suggest, let that seed grow. Say you planted in the earth a seed of a peach tree, an oak, or whatever it is. You don't pull it up every day to see if it is growing, you leave it in the earth. So if the question has vitality, energy, then that very question begins to grow and Act. You don't have to do anything; the thing itself is moving. Can we do that together?

J Krishnamurti