Expressing yourself through yoga and meditation-part two

In addition look for meditative aspects in other areas of your life as well. Tranquility can be found in many facets of your daily routine. If your work is something you enjoy then incorporate your yogi state of mind and see if you can improve the quality of your work experience. If your profession isn’t conducive to the yogi’s state of mind, try to implement some of the tactics you’ve learn to try to ease any discomfort or as a preventative against acrimonious behavior.

I have a close friend that employs similar measures to effectively disarm embittered colleagues and circumvent potential volatile situations. He finds a certain kind of contentment and satisfaction in acting as a positive influence to those who work with him. This has resulted in him being a well respected leader.

Aside from work, find the inherent serenities in activities such as exercise, hobbies, and everyday tasks that fill you with a sense of accomplishment. For myself, writing is effective exercise in meditation. It’s an opportunity drop my guard and honestly assess myself. I find that I stumble upon my more intriguing ideas while hypnotized by the steady clicking of a keyboard. Sometimes it’s as if the ideas are coming from somewhere else. I often look over my writing afterwards asking, “Where did that come from?”

Le chat de rue will answer in a plaintive yowl, signifying his impatience with my unnecessary inquiries.

Also, do not neglect experimenting with these concepts in the joys of your relationships with your friends and family. And of course the contemplative comforts of relations with a lover or significant other abound with opportunities to explore your new centered self. A romantic evening at home, displays of affection, and most certainly the post coital cuddling are superb examples of occasions that encourage meditative states.

One of the things that helps me with meditation is, of course, the indomitable presence of Le chat de rue. He resonates through the fields of energy that surround me, a constant that binds my wandering conscience lest I become lost in the significance of all that is. There are certain benefits to being caught in the orbit of another. If that seems unreasonable to you, then see it as a focal point-something in your life perpetually exuding positive energy. Le chat de rue is a symbol of the stability that I strive to attain in my own life.

Well, Le chat de rue is being intolerant of my incessant rambling and is commanding my undivided attention. So I‘ll leave you to yourselves to hopefully use any useful bits of information you may have glommed from this blog. I’ll be back here later to expand on some of the more generalized topics appearing in this blog and introduce you to additional thoughts and experiences regarding my yoga experience.

Expressing yourself through yoga and meditation-part one

I’ve my legs crossed beneath me. I’m sitting on my yoga mat opposite the impeccably groomed cat, Le chat de rue. He is, as always, amused by my attempt self-improvement. I guess when you have attained such wisdom, it is enjoyable to observe others in their desperate attempt to acquire it also-taking the same paths, making the same mistakes along with a few you were not stupid enough to make. I close my eyes, listen, and feel the world around me. I reach out to it, and let it reach into me. Once again, I am aware of Le chat de rue in an odd and inexplicable way. So I start thinking…

Meditation is a concept so easily, and quite frequently, associated specifically with religious practices. This is done erroneously. Meditation is a relaxing curative exercise that is actually accessible to people from any belief system.

If you’re more accustomed to the literalities of life like empirical intellectual types, you may perceive such spiritual practices as deluded fantasies employed to establish a false sense of the importance of life. You may be disinclined to entertain such “hedonistic” ideals in fear of them contradicting your established belief system of axiomatic truths. You may have trouble accepting spiritual concepts because of the inconsistencies pervading the theories and experiences of even those revered as authorities in such areas.

Having such a consistent and logical creature as Le chat de rue as a companion inspires me to embark upon my quest for peace and enlightenment with open eyes as will as an open mind. Quite honestly, I have to admit that I listlessly suffer the consideration of these rebukes aimed at spiritual practices. Le chat de rue patiently endures my rationalizations even though he has surely already found some elusive intricacy that would alter our perception of reality. He is just unable to properly communicate it. Well, it’s more probable that I’m just unable to properly receive it. So I am left to wonder.

Everyone has a balance of intellectual and spiritual aspects to their personalities. We subsist not by one alone, but by a confluence of abstract and concrete realities. They create a rather convenient and productive cycle. We thrive intellectually by our speculative process-intellect allows us to speculate and posit theories. It’s this mutualism that promotes innovation.

But am I right to equate spirituality with speculative prowess, or our ability to form abstractions? Maybe our spirituality is the inspiration that drives our creativity. Consider a human being’s desire to see the world as he believes it should be. This being is trying to attain a balance. To do so, he must be ambitious and attempt to change the world, or change the way others perceive it. He can not just conform.

Why am I carrying on in such a way? Because yoga and meditative techniques aim specifically at helping you attain balance within, and consequently, change the world’s view of you. If you are unable to accept the metaphysical or “supernatural” interpretations of this practice, disregard them for now and focus on the physical and philosophical elements. Start with the mind and body. I promise you the effect on your spirit will be undeniable. It will reflect in your personality and charisma. Before long you will notice friends and acquaintances responding to you in a in a more positive way.

So how should you approach yoga and meditation? Search the web and find a few simple asanas (poses) to practice. If you can’t get them perfect, just do your best. Don’t push yourself to far. Just get as close as you possibly can. As you practice them listen to your body. It will have plenty to say. Just relax and let all the tension and anxiety of your day go. Picture it draining from your body.

Practicing visualization along with yoga can make the whole process more interesting and worthwhile. Think of it as testing the limits of your imagination. I find that it has been wonderful in assisting me in my writing and some other creative outlets.

Approach other areas of your life with your newfound focus and well-being. Yoga is going to teach you a lot about your limitations. If you learn to apply it practically, in time you’ll be able to move on to more difficult asanas. So take something away from your practice; Let that patience and unwavering endurance pervade your life and relationships for more positive results.

Assisted Yoga

Trying to find peace within…



What a rabid and enduring gravity it is that now assails me-invades me in such a way I become diminished by something other than the inevitable death. I assure you, I become less every second-constantly perishing.



Le chat de rue sits on the opposite side of the mat. Le chat de rue is my cat, and tends to be opposite me on several of life’s more pressing issues. His indomitable will settles ponderously on the tile floor, regarding me. One of his favourite things to do, it seems, is regard me.



“Well?“ he seems to say, perpetually waiting.



That is yet another of his preferred activities. Sometimes this will send me into a fit of exasperation. Le chat de rue appears to have found his particular niche in our relationship. With his paws firmly planted on the tile he shifts his gaze to the mat, his eyes are clear and differentiate enthusiastically. It’s such a rational gaze; I feel this every time he looks at me, as he is now, again.



I know he is amused by me. You see I myself have never made any direct action to claim him, hence the impersonal nature of his name-which is not his name at all. Names suggest familiarity. I don’t presume to know him anymore than I know myself. Even if I did, it wouldn’t help because at times I believe I hardly know myself. My name was given to me. I had no say in that.



So he is stuck with just a title, albeit a fanciful one, but it still affects within me relief at it‘s limited duration. But I have to admit Le chat de rue has the quality of a positive aura. His firm stature is an affirmation of life and strength and, much to my chagrin, has a auspicious effect on me. But I still am wont to leave such acquisitiveness to my furry friend. He seems to be the one laying ground rules here. But even still…



My reluctant admission of appreciation for him becomes a current. It is the first trickle of the warmth that imbues me when beginning my yoga practice. My body revels in the habitude, and I have found that the longer I practice the asanas, the more sensitive I become to the fragile and harmonious nuances of rapidity that constitute our lives. I feel empowered.



I step on to my yoga mat and breathe easily; not focusing on controlling it, just letting it take a natural course. I am conscious of Le chat de rue, but not as a physical entity. As I drop all defense, and open myself to all that’s around me, I see what I’m immersed in. I witness among all the clutter, none other than the cat in all the eccentricities of the incorporeal.



My hands meet in front of me and supply a definite pressure. The stabilizing effect this has on me is accentuated by the presence of my furry friend. Our mingling reveals the inconveniences and extravagant tragedies of perceivable life for what they are-satellites. In this state of nothingness with no distractions the silence can be overwhelming, but with time I can acclimate, and conclusions can be drawn easily without the encumbrance of external influence.



I begin to see that my problems are all satellites orbiting with no substantial gravity of their own. And I realize that I am the one holding them in place. If I were to extract myself, they would all speed off at my exclusion. This experience is still new to me. It seem absolute madness to a part of me that can’t rationalize this experience. It is with reluctance at first that I unclench and let the energy flow through me. I let myself go. Completely.



I depart by way of the intricacies inherent in all madness; every nuance is barbed, every licentiate detail is designed to draw blood with exclamatory flavour. All of them thrust deep into me, and the only things I feel are disintegration and joy. And Le chat de rue.