just connect your head with your heart.
is it that simple?
just connect your head with your heart.
is it that simple?
What is it about being on the road that fuels my writing? My weeklong Southern California road trip’s amped up self-reflection and writer’s mode. Solo travel, I should expect by now, lends this effect…even if instead of soaring through wispy clouds to jungle hop I’m car camping, hanging my yoga mat in a friend’s guest room or via airbnb (all highly recommended!), and rolling down the freeway, up canyons, along historic coastal highway 101 in a silver Honda Civic with a peace sign sticker on the rear window. Bopping down the coast from my serene home Shores to bohemian Topanga Canyon and finally, laid-back, youthful Ocean Beach, San Diego, many a thoughts entered the cerebrum spurred by much alone time coupled with chance meetings with others (I rarely plan much more than one event per day unless it is important for education, work, or an old friend visiting from far away…God’s magic doesn’t often happen on a schedule but rather, when we go with the flow unhurried with flexibility and ease).
Yesterday, I wrote about simplifying our lives. Here’s today’s big one, inspired by a talk with a mentor:
He isn’t the same as that other guy. Just because he resembles him doesn’t mean he’ll hurt you like he did. Doesn’t mean he’ll love you like he did, either. He isn’t even the same as when he was sixteen, twenty-two, or thirty-six. And him over there? He isn’t the same guy he was a few months ago before he found out some terrible news. We simply cannot judge someone based on another’s actions, or even their own past.
Most of us grow, change, evolve. So, no expectations.
And me, you inquire? Gosh, I’m hardly the ‘me’ I was at sixteen, eighteen, twenty-two… before all this traveling stuff, life-learning stuff, this real stuff. Man, I’ve evolved. Less materialistic, less obsessed with perfection. No longer interested in impressing anybody but myself…which means doing what’s right because that’s what feels good…that’s what makes me sleep tight at night. Even the ‘me’ at twenty-five or twenty-six…I have to say, twenty-seven is so much better. More interested in what I can bring to the world’s table to help instead of what the world can do for me, or worse, what everyone else in the world thinks. Humbler. Some of ‘me’ from back then is still there of course: I still love my my simple beach walks. I still loathe itchy clothes, love cotton anything, and can live in a bikini during the summer, as I have since toddlerhood.
Bring on the Love. Self-love, romantic love, brotherly-sisterly love, devotional love. Authenticity.
Bring. it. on.
How can you choose your words, your actions,
more carefully in order to create the love / life you want?
How can you create your own clean slate?
peace, love, clean slates.
Beach Girl Abroad
p.s. keeping with this simplicity thing, I’m not editing this or adding photos. Just getting the thoughts out into the world. Enjoy!
Funny thing about the fest: I was more absorbed in the subtleties of this yoga thing than the movement. Yes, I practiced asana with famous teachers, but more so, I fully absorbed myself in the subtle, deeper knowledge thrown my way.
The Psychospiritual Basis of Disease and Healing, a talk on Ayurvedic Medicine by Dr. Shiva Mohan, particularly struck me. From the moment Dr. Mohan began speaking, I was in full absorb mode. She’s dynamic, passionate, and one can just tell she is living what she’s talking about: ayurveda + connecting your heart’s intentions with your head’s.
We learn this as we study yoga more deeply, whether it be through reading, yoga teacher training, yogic philosophy groups, or if we’re lucky, our teacher weaves it into asana: every life experience, past and present, has an energetic input.
Each input leads to certain habits in the mind, or samskaras. Samskaras are our teachers, we repeat patterns over and over again until we catch ourselves and stop. In order to liberate ourselves from the samskara cycle, we must become aware of our irrational thinking. Our tendency to succumb to stinking thinking based on our ignorance, ego, craving, aversion, and/or fear (avidya, asmita, raga, dvesha, abhinivesa).
I ate up every word of Dr. Mohan’stalk. Besides a food mantra to keep us airy-type folks grounded and healthy (“warm, moist, cooked, spiced“), she said something so simple as time drew near that summed up the poignant talk.
To paraphrase Dr. Mohan: “Connect your head with your heart. Check what your head wants, check what your heart wants, pick the one in the heart and make your words and actions align in all chakras”.
English? Follow your heart, make a plan with your brain, and execute with your entire body and soul.
“Chant the Gayatri Mantra, long form. Each verse activates a chakra, from root to crown. Long form Gayatri Mantra. ”
I’ve chanted Deva Premal‘s shorter Gayatri Mantra over and over again, but long form? Hmm. So, after some research, and an e-mail to Dr. Mohan double-checking the validity of my findings, the long form was in my hands. I wrote it in my journal, and began singing it along with sun salutations on the morning sun-lit back deck of my Topanga Canyon nest. It’s been a daily song ever since.
Dr. Mohan, thank you for this reminder to knock it off with the samskaras, follow our hearts, act and align accordingly.
Om tat savitur varenyam
Bargo Devasya Dhimahi
Dhiyo Yo na Prachodayat
Reign in your energy.
Let it lose grasp with whom, with what, and where it doesn’t belong.
Then, let it flow into goodness.
A deep thought and question on my mind has been how you, I, us practice viveka, discernment in Yogic sanskrit.
With a multitude of choices… whom and what to spend our time on…how does one best discern what to do with their energy?
I didn’t need another person telling me to ‘ground’, meditate, think positively, practice mellow yoga, rest, or shroud myself in self-love. I already knew the psycho-somatic-spiritual perspective; I live and breath it…teach it!… for crying out loud. When enlisting the help of professionals when it dawned on me earlier this year that I felt just-not-myself despite my mind-body practices, Dr. Emily at Roots Natural Medicine was a breath of fresh air.
Of course, the above contribute to healing. However, I needed a Natural Doctor opposite to my air-y, head in the clouds at times, stoked on teaching and practicing mellow + vinyasa flow yoga-self. A fire-y Cross Fitter with two feet on solid ground, she approached my situation from her practical perspective. She immediately suspected adrenal fatigue, a lingering mononucleosis-ish virus, perhaps picked up from my travels, and a gluten/dairy intolerance. Dr. E ordered labs, and prescribed the following:
…and the most recent RX to stimulate immunity and balanced energy?
I call my new rx,
Bursts, when performed within ten minutes of waking, I repeat,
Only five minutes. Ten if you’re in the flow.
So grab a jump rope, drop down for push ups, sprint around the yard, try plyometric squat jumps, and dance with flailing limbs. Oh, and make a high-energy playlist.
My playlist includes upbeat yoga jams, M. Ward’s “Chinese Translation”, Lady Antebellum’s “We Owned the Night”, Florence and the Machine’s “Shake it Off”, Nashville’s “Telescope”, Crosby Stills Nash + Young’s “Suite: Judy Blue Eyes”, The Givers “Up Up Up”…
I love the way bursts makes me feel. Moving first thing in the AM gives me a chance to check in with myself before taking on the world: “Hello me! How am I doing today?”. I’ve even adopted these little cardio-dance parties at any low-energy points throughout the day.
Bonus? Mental focus + ripped abs.
Try it out. Only five minutes that get your day off to a clear, energized, and balanced start.
Follow with another five to twenty minutes of yoga or stretching, plus a tall glass of water.
Resume your normal activities throughout the day.
peace, burst, + love,
Beach Girl Abroad
Lead us from the unreal to the Real
Lead us from the darkness to the Light
Lead us from the earthly to the Eternal
Om Asato ma Sat Gamaya
Tomaso ma Jyotir Gamaya
Mrityor ma amritam gamaya