The journey through my bodies comes to an end! This exploration reinforced to me, yet again, the multidimensional potential of yoga practice. The yoga community in the West spends a great deal of time milling about in the physical realm of the annamaya kosha. In itself, of course, coming to know one’s physical self is a fruitful activity and can lead to many benefits. The unfortunate result of focussing only on one kosha is that yoga, then, can become simply another extension of a vanity obsessed, consumer culture.The over-valuation or over-emphasis of any one kosha leads to an unbalanced, sometimes extremist perspective on the practice. In contrast to the physical obsessions of the West we’ve also heard the stories.
All of existence comes alive in us. When you really contemplate it isn’t it true? It is the Awareness that we are which perceives the heat of the sun, the smell of freshly blossomed lilacs, the glorious flavor of Haagen Dazs ice cream on our palate. In awareness the inner world bursts forth as well. The perception of hunger, the heat of our passions, the heaviness of our grief. All of life, internal and external, become illuminated by the light of Awareness. In the asmitamaya kosha we come to know ourselves as this Awareness. We see that it’s not that awareness is in the person but that the person is experienced in Awareness. .
In my last post I explored the sheath of Joy. At this level of awareness seeking ceases. We come to realize that the Joy that we spend so much energy on trying to attain is closer to us than any possession or achievement could ever be. Thank god this Bliss of living is not an attainment, it cannot be bought or sold, given or taken away. It is part of the fabric of what we are, although often forgotten. As we become still the body of Joy is revealed; remembered. The Joy that we long for is present and contentment arises. If only for a moment. In the lucidity of this contentment there is spaciousness, the mind.
In my last post I concluded by saying that I may not be able to experience life’s ultimate Truth but I can experience it’s ultimate Joy. After recognizing the limitations of the intellect there is a natural letting go that happens. For me, by becoming intimately aware of my koshas I come to see the transient nature of all experiences. There is no foothold on which I can place my security; there is no constant state of pleasure without pain, no ultimate Truth, no state free of the potential for suffering. When I am reminded of the natural flow of things I fall into a state of Grace where every.