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Learning From Our Demons (Hanuman Leaps to Lanka)
Last month, Sianna Sherman taught a weekend workshop at Willow Street Yoga. At the beginning of one of the segments of the workshop, she talked about the story of the monkey god Hanuman and his leap to Lanka (he did this to rescue Sita, who had been abducted by her own demons. Sita sent Hanuman back to India without her, asking Hanuman where was Ram, but that’s a whole different thread in the Ramayana.)
The first demon Hanuman encountered was Mainaka, a golden mountain who rose up out of the sea. She gave Hanuman a place to rest. She was helper. But she was also demon in that she wanted Hanuman to stay and rest with her and to give up his journey. Some of the stories characterize Mainaka only as a helper, and not as a demon. If Hanuman had become stuck in the comfort Mainaka offered, though, and failed in his journey, she would have been for him the demon of complacency. The question Sianna left with us to consider about Mainaka was where have we been too comfortable? Where do we need to express gratitude and appreciation, but move on?
The second demon, Surasa, was a fierce water serpent who emerged from the water to swallow Hanuman up as he was flying over the ocean. To escape, he first tried making himself so big that she Surasa could not swallow him, but she just opened her mouth wider and wider, gnashing at him with her razor-sharp teeth. Hanuman escaped by then shrinking himself to the size of a dust mote and flying out from between Surasa’s teeth. Being able to make himself immense was one of the powers he needed to be able to fight the various demons, but he needed also to be willing and able to make himself small to complete the journey. He would have been stuck if he had not been capable of taking on different shapes and approaching things from different perspectives. Surasa may have tried to swallow him up, but she also taught him perspective. “Are there places where you could use more perspective?” asked Sianna.
The third demon , Sinhaka, at least according to some versions, tried to eat Hanuman’s shadow. Inseparable from his shadow, the only way to escape was to turn back to face and claim his shadow as his own to battle Sinhaka. Running away would have just kept Sinhaka champing at his tail and dragging him back from success. We have to recognize and face our shadows in order to be complete and to understand the full spectrum of being. We were invited to ask whether there were particular fears from which we were running.
What stayed with me, and has me still thinking about the workshop, was that the emphasis was on treating ourselves and the obstacles we face on and off the mat with compassion. We often give lip service in Western tantra to seeing the good or the necessary in our demons. For example, whereas classical yoga thinks desire needs to be eradicated, tantra recognizes both that we would not get out of bed in the morning without it and that desire is what can lead us to practice and seek spiritual connection. When we can truly look at our demons (both our own personal ones and those we see in both wider and more intimate relationships), our demons are not evidently nor necessarily to be slain or eschewed or to be seen as only malignant or pestilent. When we approach our own demons and those of others with true compassion, we open the possibility of change through deeper awareness, connection, and recognition of humanity.
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Rainy Sunday Morning at the Dupont Farmers’ Market
My own garden is lush with greens enough to feed me every day, but I stopped at the farmers’ market to get apples and cheese. A fair number of people were out, enjoying the much needed rain. For those like me, who prefer to shop for food for no more than a couple of days at a time, Penn Quarter Fresh Farm Market is back open on Thursdays. The H Street market has moved to between 13th and 14th Streets, NE (from 6th Street) and just had its first Saturday–that’s three days a week near home or work or regularly scheduled activities. I am thankful daily to be so fortunate as to have such food available and to know how good it is. Fresh Farm has information on its website about these locations and others.
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Signs Around Town
I wonder sometimes about signs that say every one is welcome. We might wish for that. We might believe it. But when someone shows up who scares us or who is radically different or is somehow distasteful, is the welcome really as full as the words?
A completely open welcome is a worthy goal, but I know that as much as I try to make more room in my heart for a wider range of beings, I have my limits. This wide open, embracing, honest welcome–a true recognition of the spirit in every being–is one of the most challenging of practices.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
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Play of Shadow and Light?
Does it matter whether this juxtaposition of the exhortation to love next to a game of hangman was intended by those holding the chalk?
Even if the juxtaposition was not thought out and done for the purpose of later viewers, it raises much to ponder about how we act and live in relationship to the world.
Just one of the questions that comes first to mind is whether it is more ok to play hangman if you it with love?
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
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State of the Garden
The grapes are starting to bunch, and for the first time, the kiwi is covered with buds. Two of the tomato plants have their first flowers. Snow peas are climbing up the trellises. Carrots, spring onions, radishes, and beans are sprouting. There are plenty of cool weather greens and herbs for eating already. The red roses are blooming. I pray for sufficient rain.





