Happiness Is…
… when Progress meets Sustainability.
A yoga teacher of mine exclaimed that she could not believe how many of us teachers in training were injured. Every “advanced” clinic/class: it’s shoulder-this, spine-this, hip-this. A case in the Yoga-Injury Pandemic is most perfectly exemplified by this: Confessions of a Type-A Yogi. And apparently it wasn’t always like this.
And now turn your attention to your favorite Business-y news source. Today the top story: “Goldman’s Big Worry:Bank ‘Totally Freaked’ About Volcker Rule, Ups Lobbying.” Scroll down: “[UBS] To Pay Huge Fine In Bid-Rigging Scheme”, “Madoff’s Victims Could Soon Recover Some Losses”, “Deutsche Bank Accused Of Massive Mortgage Fraud By U.S. Government.” It wasn’t always like this, was it?
With all this fan hitting of the shit, we may be covered in crap but we should be damn thankful that we have the opportunity to get to know what crap looks, smells and tastes like. We may be struggling with our mysteriously clicking joints, that sharp ache in our sacroiliac or maybe sympathizing with and trying to understand a fellow student’s pain. We should be thankful that we have these experiences to learn and better our practice from.
As Mos Def put it: We are a live in amazing times / Delicate hearts, diabolic minds
Those headlines are a sign that times a changin’. The shit’s being uncovered for all to see. Lessons are being learned, industries revamped, love-child theories born from interdisciplinary couplings, information spread. See Thinking in systems: how large problems & opportunities unfold. Classes with anatomical models, talk of bulging/herniated L5-S1’s, and the wolf in sheep’s clothing named hypermobility uncovered.
Let us take this time to remind ourselves that our Practice comes down a bit more than just achieving the Hella-Awesome-Asana du jour and in our Occupations, we should strive for something more holistically satisfying than the fat bonus at the end of the fiscal year.
OM Shanti OM
