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Love & Freedom: Finding Our Way Back Through Yin Yoga.

Love & Freedom: Finding Our Way Back Through Yin Yoga.

Practicing yin yoga is a way for us to delve into our inner beings. When the world is spinning fast, lost in the currents, we can find our way back through yin.

Take a look around us, what do you see? For me, I see people frantically filling their empty hearts with careers, properties, relationships, marriages and children. Is it not the way society has honed us in becoming, in pursuing? Is it not we can make our parents proud when we bring home another master or PHD degree, with a few more letters behind our names? Whatever the norm is, have you ever stop to wonder, what is the meaning behind all this?

From Krishnamurti, to discover the meaning behind this thing called life, we must discover what it is we love to do with our whole being. By discovering what we love to do, love that exudes from the innermost core of our existence, it is then we can be free. But then the question comes, what does it mean to be free? Is it to have many choices? Is it to exercise our free will and choose whatever our hearts desire? Let’s explore that a little here. Do we ever feel completely free when we’re presented with numerous choices? If you have come across such an experience, I would suspect the answer is no. When we find ourselves in a place to choose from many, we are everlastingly conflicted inside. How do we know which is the best choice? How do we ever know the one that we’ve picked will be the one we want tomorrow, the next day, or forever?

A man who loves does not do whatever he likes. It is love alone that leads to right action. What brings order in the world is to love and let love do what it will.
— Krishnamurti

Note that when Krishnamurti refers to man, he means humanity as a whole. When our hearts are filled with love, we automatically choose the right actions. Actions of selfless order, actions of infinite compassion. To truly love is to ask for nothing in return and to love with our entire essence. As you’re resting in your yin pose, look inwardly to see what is stopping you from love. Is it fear? Fear of losing your ideals, the picture perfect you have created since you can remember. Or is it fear of allowing yourself to be you?

Take a moment once in a while, to find out what is it you love to do. To find out what you really love to do requires a great deal of insight. So at least in a span of a few yin poses, drop your voices of insecurities and really listen, listen to what your heart has to tell you.

Love. What Does It Mean?

“To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things
to love what is mortal;
to hold it against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.” – Mary Oliver

 

I find in most of my twenties, I’ve been chasing for love or being chased by love. The unbearable sadness that over washes me with every break up inevitably counters by warm comfort in new encounters. Weaving through this connectedness of sadness and joy, I tirelessly search for happiness. Slowly I come to realize that the true essence of happiness is absurdly fleeting. When grasping desperately to our mortal love, it essentially yields to nothing but sorrow, disappointment and pain, lots of pain. Not just emotional pain, also the physical pain in my heart that penetrates so deeply into my soul; it hurts on so many levels. Letting the tears fall freely, I witness the weaknesses in me. Though there is an underlying beauty here; I’m quite familiar with indeed. It is the grace that comes with every fall will and always followed by limitless opportunities; for that I courageously smile. 

There are two types of love, one that we dive in headfirst and another where we wade in the water. Which is fuller? I’ll let you decide. A friend once said, 'we’re all spiritual beings having a human experience.' If so, to love wholeheartedly with no expectations and conditions, that I believe, is the greatest form of human experience. Like a mother loving her children, can we also extend that infinite love to our partner? And when it is time to let go, can we detach from what we once proclaimed as ours?

The pendulum of emotions swings vivaciously as we tread through this life. If happiness is fleeting, so is sadness. As I recognize the impermanence of life, I also see beauty in it. In the end, whenever that is, having known that I have loved what is mortal, harbor that love with all that I had and graciously let go when it was the time, I’d reckon I have participated fully in this human life. 

 

This article is written by Annie Au. RYT 500, yoga teacher, vegan and traveler. 

Spirit Soul Surf

Flowing through the creeks and grooves of life, at times it’s smooth and at times it’s not. My spirit is my smile, witty jokes, ambition, handstands; napping on a blanket in a warm summer day and sipping chilled mango shakes under the swaying palm trees. I would ride that spirit wave high to elation and giggles; laugh until my stomach aches and my arms sore from doing too many cartwheels. Let’s radiate my positive light to my lover, friends and strangers. I am invincible, secured and bright. This is my spirit.

When the moon wanes and the tides are low, my spirit dwindles so thin that it flickers unnoticeably even in the darkest night. Who is there then? Who is there to caress my insecure heart and hold my trembling hand?


My soul replies: “me.”

Like draping a fresh warm towel over my stone cold feet or slowly dipping my overworked rigid body into a hot simmering bath, my soul soothes the wrinkles on my forehead and wipes the tear lines off my cheeks. It is my aloneness and quietness, a cup of hot tea and a good fictional book or to curl myself under the heavy blanket listening to the monsoon falling tumultuously outside. Like plugged-in to the blues music at an underground jazz lounge, my soul enwraps me entirely and transcends me into a self-healing plane of existence. 

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This is my ride on my Spirit Soul surf. I know when I fall, it’s when I cling on to the sense of ‘foreverness’.  Nothing is forever. My perceived ever-lasting elation is fleeting and so is the last drop of tears before I helplessly smile again. 

So hang on to your dreams and goals when your spirit runs high; and surrender with grace when your soul sets in.

Sending out this Serenity prayer to the vast universe, I hope it will reach you, when you need it most:

Grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change; the courage to change the things I can;
 and the wisdom to know the difference.

 Oceans of LOVE

Annie