The Mind is its own place…

Temples, big and small, are a very important part of our lives and in our part of the country, temples abound. Sometimes, when we are free, we check on the internet about some temples not far from our place and drive over. We have been able to see some very serene places and in most of our temples afternoon lunch is offered to devotees. Temple food is simple and it is special.

Recently we went to a small temple of Lord Ganapati in a small hamlet. This temple has been looked after by the same family for generations. The idols are very, very old and are protected by huge boulders. These boulders are natural formations and support each other. About 600 years ago, a king of the time built walls around the idols and made a small temple beneath the boulders. The whole place is so beautifully serene. Life seemed to move at a very slow pace there, far from the madding crowd. We were in a different world.

Thinking of the temple brought to mind Yoga Asanas. It is a wonder how the mind jumps from one topic to another finding connections where we believe there are no links. Slow and serene are words which I would use to describe Yoga asanas. I had learnt some of them long back but they had taken a back seat over the years, there was always something else to do. :)) I think when we are not really interested in something, we believe we have no time. It is an excuse that we use so often.

I joined the Yoga class in September and it has become a part of my life. For me early morning is the best time. Some days after the full moon night, early morning, I opened the windows and moonlight streamed in. It was so serenely beautiful. There is something fascinating about moonlight.

My teacher told me that we should do the asanas and the pranayamas ( breathing) as slowly as possible. That very slowness and our getting involved in it, relaxes our mind and body. It helps us to concentrate. Total involvement is meditation. And life changes for the better when we make this a way of our life.

“When the voice of the Silent touches my words
I know him and therefore know myself.”
By Rabindranath Tagore

‘Do not say, “It is morning,” and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a new-born child that has no name.’
By Rabindranath Tagore

KalluGanapati

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