Friday, April 5, 2013

Prana! It's what's for dinner.


Stumped, I close the door of my empty refrigerator.  Looking for some spark of inspiration as what to prepare for tonight’s dinner with my Yogi friend, I turn to the host of cookbooks in my kitchen.  Each recipe seems to out do the previous one, calling for exotic spices, or a 12-hour marinade, or tools I just don’t have.  Meanwhile my refrigerator hums like a drone upon which all possible recipes are waiting to be realized.   I take a breath and for a moment my mind is quieted.

In Vedic thought, it is believed that creation stems from the knowledge of what would be created, and that consciousness is called Atman.  Consciousness, being formless, needed a way to bring forth form.  Prana is the way, and became the creator’s first brilliant work.  Prana, (Life Breath) is the way to link the formless with form, and it animates all living things whilst they’re alive. “As fire, it burns; it is the sun, the bountiful rain, the air, the earth, the matter, angels, being and non-being, and immortality.  Like spokes of a wheel, so everything is established on the Life-Breath.” –Prashna Upanishad

Breath is the vehicle for Prana into the body just like bread is the vehicle for tomatoes when I’m eating bruchetta.  Yet throughout life, various blocks begin to prohibit this free flow of Prana into the body causing depression, confusion and general dis-ease.  The practices of Yoga attempt to clear these blocks that have been created in the practitioner, in order to align one’s form again with the formless. Before the Yogi is fit for Pranayama, the practitioner must be able to sit upright comfortably without strain.  Asana (Yoga Postures) help the practitioner do just that.  Pranayama is like breathing gymnastics, extending and shaping the breath to effectively move spent energy out and vital energy in.  Once the body is fit enough to sit upright and extend the breath every which way, then the mind becomes quiet and links with residing consciousness within. 

Try it off your mat.  When you’re in line at the grocery store and the mind begins to feel anxious about time, what happened today, or will happen tomorrow, try regulating the breath in and out through the nose, and soon the mind will feel more calm and settled within itself.  This simple technique will make your interaction with the check out person and the others around you more peaceful.

I’m standing in line at the grocery store with kale, avocados, oranges, apples, Spring peas in my basket determined to make a salad for my Yogi friend.  Looking at all these ingredients I see not only the produce, but also the hissing of the sun and the cycles of the moon whose unique contributions helped make this food.  I take a deep breath in, sipping in the dusk air through my nose.  If life is a special dish, Prana is the secret ingredient that makes everything come together.  Bon appetite!

Friday, March 29, 2013

सूत्र Sutra 1.20 Y.S.
श्रद्धा Sraddha (Faith)
वीर्य Virya (Energy)
स्मरति Smrti (Memory)

"Through Faith, which will give sufficient energy to achieve success against all odds, direction will be maintained.  The realization of the goal of Yoga is a matter of time."
 -TKV Desikachar
A week after my 33rd birthday, and life seems to continue to present itself to me, both the challenges and the rewards.  The Yogic path I've been skipping down now for over half my life has become a rock for me, and I can say with complete conviction that I am the happiest and healthiest I've ever been.  These days everything is a transition, in my Yoga classes I've been celebrating the flow that come from accessing ones center and moves out through the limbs like willow branches in the wind.  In my personal life, I've been taking the seat of the observer as the troubled whether pattern of my relationship moved over my bare skin.  The wedding I was planning, the move towards family, and the hope of Motherhood suddenly stopped; creating a spill of great proportions.  Without my practice and continued trust that the divine is working perfectly through me, I would be a mess.  And yet, I am not a mess.  Instead the opposite.  I'm more whole and connected to myself than ever.  Without the memory of the exquisite beings in my life, I so easily could fall into loneliness.  Without the promise of today, I would live endlessly in the past.  Now I am literally entering a new world, and feel that just beyond this swirl of the dance of destruction lies clarity in calm water. 


Namaste!

Friday, August 27, 2010

Heading into the Fall 2010


Heading into the Fall 2010, I'm headed back to school and back to the Theater. Now is the time to satisfy all my quirky yearnings, and do what it is that I love. I will be attending the Sound, Voice and Music Healing Certificate Program at CIIS. Sound has long been a powerful entrance point into my inner world and I look forward to deepening my knowledge of this healing modality. Also I'm producing and acting in the play "Beyond Therapy" with a dear friend Jeff Bedillion. Currently we're casting the play, researching sex politics and women's hair do's of the early 80's and designing the set and rehearsal schedule. Opening night will be on November 15th at The Garage in San Francisco.
More to come...

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Winter Schedule 2010


Namaste and Happy New Year!

My current Yoga schedule goes as follows:


Saturday all levels Vinyasa Flow at Bernal Yoga 4:30pm-6:00pm
461 Cortland Avenue at Andover (across from the Good Life)

Sunday all levels Vinyasa Flow at Yoga Mayu 11:00am-12:30pm
2051 Harrison Street (Harrison &17th)

Hope to see you soon!

My best,
Katharine

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Tell the Truth


Yesterday was a day that I needed to be surrounded only by pillows and other soft things instead of trying to lug a hefty harmonium off a high ledge. The outcome, I broke the Bernal Yoga harmonium. Immediately I had the thought, "Okay, I'll just put it back and pretend it wasn't me who dented the front left corner of the instrument." And then the mantra that has been following me around like Hamlet's father since India, came even in this moment, "Tell the Truth," it said. How many times have I done the opposite, never being completely accountable for my part of a situation or for that matter never being completely accountable for my unhappiness, meanwhile continuing to complain about my life situation without taking action. Inevitably all the half truths I utter have corroded my sense of telling the total truth to myself and others. Claiming responsibility is my yoga practice. It isn't always cute or easy, but I broke the harmonium. Another truth is that I've decided to leave San Francisco for the time being and am taking actions towards finding a job working with an NGO that directly serves women in India. I wish I could slide back effortlessly into my life in San Francisco as if nothing happened to me in India, but in the bottom of my stomach I am called to go back, and I may continue to break things until I do. I forget to be compassionate to myself, that I am not perfect. Even when doubt arises in my mind about whether I'm making the right decision about India, I forget to listen to the doubt without irritation. So now I've told the truth and must pay the price to fix the harmonium or replace it, but it is better than to act as if nothing happened. It clears my path by acknowledging the truth. It clears away the half truths, for one whole truth.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Making Soup

Now that I'm nessled back into my apartment, I thought what better way celebrate being home than to make some vegetable white bean soup. Everything feels a bit bazar here, like re-entering somebody elses life. Yet for this moment, I couldn't be happier to be home after my first nibble of what India is. And now that I've had a taste I want more. I want to know India in so many ways, but mainly and always by heart. What I took from the experience of my travels is that my happiness and sense of fufillment isn't a little thing that can be left for two weeks on the shelf. No, happiness is something to engage moment after moment and there's no limit to how much of it I deserve. What ever lid I held over the pot of my happiness has been lifted, and now all that I keep as my main responsability is to remember that I am free and the world is my canvas. Tomorrow I teach my first class back in San Francisco at the Laughing Lotus and I look forward to taking the teacher's seat after my time away from it. Always, I am humbled to teach Yoga, the practice that has threaded seeker's on the path towards the direct knowledge and experience of their True Selves.
Namaste!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Full Circle

After sleeping in over 10 beds during my stay here in India, not including the sleeper train beds, I'm ready for my own bed. I've been having moments of recollecting the life I left in San Francisco and I'm curious about how I'll feel about it when I return. Leaving Hampi last night I felt like the whole town said good-bye. The STD conductor on the corner (local and international phone service provider) said, "See you next year!" I said, "Or maybe sooner!" On the train I looked at my 'Lonely Planet' map of South India, and followed with my finger all the places I've traveled. I remember the first morning I arrived in Bangalore, I didn't know what to do, everything was so new and daunting. Now back in Bangalore, I have my wits about me, and can manuver with the Indian through my day. Tonight I have dinner with an engineer who I sat next to on the first train from Bangalore to Chennai, what seems like eons ago. India has finally caught up with my belly, and I'm hoping dinner will successfully agree with me. Then I'll leave at the same time I arrived, in the dark hours of morning, only to extend the 13th of Febuary from here to the other side of the world.