There have been some misconceptions about yoga. Misunderstood ideas perpetuated through the filter of consumer culture and the preferred image of youth and beauty. These purports resonate internally something like “I should be more fit, more flexible, younger, healthier, stronger…”_ etc., as if the way you are right now is not okay. As a collective we have twisted the teachings of yoga to further the self judgement. Models doing yoga, yoga fashions, and more subtly, spiritual perfection put forth as a goal of yoga. Somehow if we take the right class, wear the right outfit, and find the right yoga method, we will stop disliking ourselves and our bodies. We have internalized this judging voice and have used the platform of yoga, meaning literally “union” with the divine in self, to evolve non-acceptance of what is, and thus separation from presence, self and our true natures as perfect and divine just as we are!
So what then is the real yoga, if not a thought that we must to have better bodies and be happy all of the time? I would like to suggest that it is the territory of play. In sanskrit the word for this is lila, the “sport, pastime, or play” of life. It is the present time enjoyment of having a body and a presence in which to explore. On or off the mat, feel down all the way, as deeply as you want into all of the sensations and feelings that come with our home in body. This, yogis, is exactly how the postures and movements we know today as yoga, were developed. By people playing with the shapes, energies, sensations and feelings that evolve as explorations happen, in body, in present time. There is no yoga other than what is happening in real time. There is no magazine that contains the yoga, no outfit, no image in a photo of someone. Yoga is happening right now as you sit in the chair and read these words. As you realize that you have yoga with you, right now, right here, your divine self present, you can clear up the misunderstanding by asking yourself something, how does it feel? To find out: play.