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    My Top Yoga-Related Reads of 2010

    These are not in any particular order.  Nor have I attempted to make a list of round numbers, such as “top 10,” though I could have found 10 to be “top” if I had really tried.  The emphasis here, with the exception of the new edition of the Yoga Sutras is my continuing contemplation and study of the intertwining of east and west and how it has created, informed, and shaped my studies and teaching over the years.  There is an emerging body of scholarship on this topic, and this list has the highlights I have read.  I have put one book of older fiction on the list.  I have consistently made it a practice to read modern Indian literature to gain another perspective on Indian society other than the westernized yoga we practice.  Here’s the list.

    1.  Ram Das, Be Love NowBe Love Now is a beautiful expanding spiral of reflection from what started in Be Here Now. I got my first copy of Be Here Now when I was 13 or 14, not long after it was first published.  I learned about it from friends at Quaker Youth camp, and it was a not insignificant part of my youthful spiritual thought and growth.  Be Love Now is full of love and sweetness and a wonderful reflection on the relationship of a spiritual leader to his guru.  For those of us for whom Be Here Now was an important book early on, I think it is a wonderful opportunity to reflect on our own spiritual path and studies.  When I was reading it, I wondered whether Be Love Now, which seems to assume a certain basic level of understanding of yoga philosophy terms and readings and familiarity with a group of modern teachers and practitioners, would feel less accessible to someone who was moved by Be Here Now in their younger days, but never really followed up with the practices or studies advocated except on a most ethereal level.

    2.  Robert Love, The Great Oom. I found this biography of Pierre Bernard absolutely fascinating.  I have long been interested in the interrelationship between colonialism and Western practice of eastern spirituality and religion.  This book highlights a previously unexplored aspect of the relationship between east and west.  Of note for me, was that Pierre Bernard, though clearly an important influence on the practice of hatha yoga in America, did not himself travel to India.

    3.  Louis Bromfeld, The Rains Came. This is the only book on my list that was not published in 2009 or 2010.  It is also not a yoga book.  Although dated in some respects, it is a deeply engaging exploration of how Westerners (both religiously inspired do-gooders and colonial profiteers) and Indians (Hindus, Muslims, and Christians) collectively react to, respond, and in part cause the extremes of catastrophe in the wake of monsoon flooding.  All too timely in its own way as we watched what happened with the flooding in Pakistan.  I think of it as yoga-related because it provides perspective on the intertwining of religion, community, and society with colonization, which I think is an essential part of our understanding of our own western practice of hatha yoga and eastern styles of meditation.

    4.  Mark Singleton, The Yoga Body:  Origins of Modern Posture Practice. My friend Jane — fellow yogini and ever intelligent conversationalist on yoga philosophy and practice, and frequent commenter on this blog — lent me this book to read after we had been talking about our reactions to The Great Oom. It’s a bit of a tough read, as is common for dissertations turned into books, but it provides fresh perspective and interesting research and insights on our modern physical practice of yoga and, yes, still more information on the dance between east and west.

    5. Edwin Bryant, The Yoga Sutras of Patanjali:  A New Edition, Translation, and Commentary.  I haven’t read this through cover to cover, as that is not the point for books like this, but I have been dipping in and out of this translation and commentary from the moment I got it and expect to be doing so for years to come.  The scholarship and perspective is an excellent supplement the many translations and interpretations of Patanjali’s Yoga Sutras that I already have in my library.

    6. Stephen Phillips, Yoga, Karma, and Rebirth: A Brief History and Philosophy.  I bought this book several months ago after having overheard Dave Kennedy mentioning it to John Friend.  I am still working my way through it.  Like Singleton’s book, it is another slow read, but useful in its tying together and giving perspective on the relationship between traditional eastern thought and western practice and understanding.

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    Harvesting and Replanting

    This weekend’s work in the garden continues on removing summer plants that are no longer productive to make way for cold weather planting (various greens and root vegetables).

    The cherry tomatoes and a couple of the hot peppers are still flowering in addition to fruiting. Those I will leave in place as long as they are producing or until a frost, whichever comes first.

    I ruthlessly pulled up all of the other pepper plants, gleaning the last of that cycle of the harvest (some years there are lots of peppers to pickle and roast and enjoy into winter, but not with this summer’s weeks of blasting, arid heat followed by the flooding storms).

    With the limited space in my tiny garden, frittering away time or space from sentimentality, attachment, neglect, or lack of knowledge, has a significant impact on the possibility of flourishing. Sometimes I relish my ability to be ruthless in the garden–to tear things up that do not serve, let them go, and invite in new and more nourishing and productive things.

    When thought about in relationship to the vastness of possibility, my life is not unlike a tiny and limited garden, the limits being space and time and the particular and peculiar collection of quirks, challenges, and talents that came in this incarnation. Oh to be as ruthless in discarding what does not serve in this life as I can be in the garden.

    Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.

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    “Untitled” could signal that the image speaks for itself. It can also be an invitation to the viewer/reader, untainted by the suggestion of the photographer, to supply his or her own meaning to the message conveyed by the unexplicated image. Titling an image can both deepen and constrain interpretation.

    Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.

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    Outside the Federal Courthouse at Lunchtime

    “Sometimes,” said the woman in red sitting outside the courthouse.

    “Sometimes you gotta,” she said to her co-workers, the red jersey

    Of her dress clinging to her ample curves while she kicked

    The granite ledge where she sat amidst a din of everyone talking

    At every one else, not listening, some smoking, but not eating, on a break

    Of some kind.  Maybe they were jurors not court staff or perhaps visitors.

    Funny that they didn’t have some kind of badge, all of them talking.

    All of them talking and looking like they did the same type of work or had something

    In common, talking all at once to a group that was familiar, but didn’t care to listen.

    Amidst the talking, too many at once, and the clacking of her heels, like a kid, against

    The granite ledge, “sometimes you just gotta be quiet,” she said to nobody listening.

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