Lá fora estava um dia cinzento a demarcar o quase inverno português, com vento e chuva que de tempo em tempo tocavam as janelas da sala. A casa estava cheia, não havia espaço para mais tapetes, mas existia um silêncio típico de uma aula de Mysore, que era somente interrompido pelos sons das respirações e dos movimentos de cada um dos praticantes experientes, que no seu próprio ritmo entravam e saiam de cada uma das posturas.
A aula lá ia decorrendo comigo a ajustar sempre que necessário e a aconselhar e a dirigir os iniciantes. Até que escuto no inicio da sala um dos alunos a resmungar alguma coisa que não entendo à primeira, chego-me perto e em voz baixa pergunto o que se passava. Ele nada em voz baixa, afirma, "Não consigo praticar! Aquele homem ali, está sempre a "lixar-me"!" Eu fico de boca aberta, em anos de ensino nunca tinha acontecido uma destas, recupero da surpresa e respondo, "foca-te na respiração, esquece isso. Aqui não interessa isso, faz a tua prática." E afasto-me, para ir ajustar outro aluno, mas reparo que o anterior embora calado e visivelmente a tentar praticar, estava completamente enraivecido.
Mais tarde percebi que isto se deveu ao facto, de que entre posturas tinha identificado no meio da sala, outro praticante que era o seu maior concorrente profissional. Continuei a vê-lo a tentar, de quando em quando abanava a cabeça, como que a afastar os pensamentos e os sentimentos de dentro da sua mente. Acabou por fazer-me sinal que não conseguia mais e quando caminhava em direcção à saída, tinha um ar abatido e olhar sofrido. O outro continuou a praticar, não sei até que ponto o constrangimento da situação o afectou, mas a aula decorreu com a mesma tranquilidade anterior a esta situação.
Esta casa é neutra, é um espaço para praticar Ashtanga Yoga, e acredito que pela prática há centenas de oportunidades para fazermos pazes com o nosso passado, darmos novo rumo ao nosso presente e produzirmos um futuro assente em integração, neutralidade e relatividade. Se dentro do Shala, em plena prática formos confrontados com determinados pensamentos, sentimentos e sensações que criam raiva, distracção, irritabilidade, é aproveitarmos de perto estas situações e olharmos mais para dentro de nós mesmos, e respirarmos, sairmos da postura, entrarmos na próxima e deixarmos que o processo de limpeza física, mental e emocional aconteça. Seja por ter ao lado aquela pessoa que nos magoou, ou seja por ter ao lado o nosso melhor amigo, a nossa irmã, o nosso marido, ou apenas uma pessoa que por quem temos simpatia, em ambos os opostos, devemos tentar focarmos na respiração e deixarmos que a mente e o coração sosseguem.
Boas práticas!
EN
Outside it was a gray day the almost Portuguese winter, with wind and rain from time to time blew the room windows. The house was full, there was no room for more mats, but there was a silence typical of Mysore class, which was only interrupted by the sounds of each breathing and movements of experienced practitioners, which at their own pace drifted in and out of each of the postures.
The class was happening with me adjusting when was necessary and advising and directing the beginners. Until I heard at the beginning of the room, one of the students muttering something I didn't understand at first, I came close and quietly asked what was going on. He said not quietly, "I can not practice! That man there is always "sanding me"!" I stand open-mouthed, in years of teaching it had never happened something like this, i recovered from the surprise and respond, "focus on your breath, forget it. Here that does not matter, do your practice." And I left, i went to adjust another student, but I notice that although the previous was silent and visibly trying to practice, he was completely enraged.
Later I knew that this was due to the fact that between postures he had identified in the middle of the room, another practitioner who was his greatest professional competitor. I continued to see him trying, from time to time he would shake his head, as if to ward off thoughts and feelings from within his mind. He ended up making me a sign that could no longer continue, and when he walked towards the exit, he had a haggard and suffering look. The other practitioner continued to practice, i do not know to what extent the awkwardness of the situation affected him, but the lesson was held with the same tranquility previous to this.
This home is neutral, is a space to practice Ashtanga Yoga, and believe the practice creates hundreds of opportunities for us to make peace with our past, giving the possibilities to draw a new direction to our present and producing a future based on integration, neutrality and relativity. If within the Shala in full practice we are faced with certain thoughts, feelings and sensations that create anger, distraction, irritability, we should take closely this opportunity and look deeper into ourselves, and breathing we leave the pose, we enter on the next, letting the process of physical, mental and emotional cleaning happen. And if next to us is a person who hurt us, or we have our best friend, our sister, our husband, or just a person for whom we have sympathy, in both opposites, we should try to focus on the breath and let the mind and heart at rest.
Happy practicing!
EN
Outside it was a gray day the almost Portuguese winter, with wind and rain from time to time blew the room windows. The house was full, there was no room for more mats, but there was a silence typical of Mysore class, which was only interrupted by the sounds of each breathing and movements of experienced practitioners, which at their own pace drifted in and out of each of the postures.
The class was happening with me adjusting when was necessary and advising and directing the beginners. Until I heard at the beginning of the room, one of the students muttering something I didn't understand at first, I came close and quietly asked what was going on. He said not quietly, "I can not practice! That man there is always "sanding me"!" I stand open-mouthed, in years of teaching it had never happened something like this, i recovered from the surprise and respond, "focus on your breath, forget it. Here that does not matter, do your practice." And I left, i went to adjust another student, but I notice that although the previous was silent and visibly trying to practice, he was completely enraged.
Later I knew that this was due to the fact that between postures he had identified in the middle of the room, another practitioner who was his greatest professional competitor. I continued to see him trying, from time to time he would shake his head, as if to ward off thoughts and feelings from within his mind. He ended up making me a sign that could no longer continue, and when he walked towards the exit, he had a haggard and suffering look. The other practitioner continued to practice, i do not know to what extent the awkwardness of the situation affected him, but the lesson was held with the same tranquility previous to this.
This home is neutral, is a space to practice Ashtanga Yoga, and believe the practice creates hundreds of opportunities for us to make peace with our past, giving the possibilities to draw a new direction to our present and producing a future based on integration, neutrality and relativity. If within the Shala in full practice we are faced with certain thoughts, feelings and sensations that create anger, distraction, irritability, we should take closely this opportunity and look deeper into ourselves, and breathing we leave the pose, we enter on the next, letting the process of physical, mental and emotional cleaning happen. And if next to us is a person who hurt us, or we have our best friend, our sister, our husband, or just a person for whom we have sympathy, in both opposites, we should try to focus on the breath and let the mind and heart at rest.
Happy practicing!
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