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On Compassion


"The root of compassion is compassion for one's self."- Pema Chodron


On Sunday mornings, I have been doing a guided Kundalini Yoga practice. Kassandra at Namaste Your Life facilitates my practice and is also a dear friend. That point in itself deserves a bit of commentary. When striving for personal growth, be it mentally, spiritually, or physically, it is key for success that you surround yourself with people who love you and have your progress at the forefront of your experience. Anything less will hinder your journey or halt it altogether. My experience of Kundalini is that I get to practice two aspects of The Four Seeds of Self-Care in one "sitting".(You get my drift) Any chance to consolidate my self-care practice while juggling a busy schedule is a plus. Since the practice typically consists of holding poses three minutes or longer, I am able to get in some mini meditations while moving my body.


It never fails that during my poses, as I'm breathing deeply and focusing on the point between my eyebrows(which is meditation, by the way) I have deeper insights into things we all struggle with. It may come in the form of a solution to a problem I am having or clarity on how I can improve or mend a relationship. Sometimes I spend the whole three minutes in a pose thinking of nothing but how much longer I have until the three minutes are over so I can release myself from this tedious situation. In all honesty, more time is spent in that state of mind- trying to get out of my uncomfortable situation, trying to muscle my way through instead of "feeling my feelings", trying to find out what comes next, that I often miss the gift that the present situation has to offer in the way of my personal growth. But every now and then...every now and then I fall into a state of acceptance, of willingness to stay present and breathe through the pose, of commitment to see it through to the end without judging, and that's when the magic happens. That is where the true growth lies.

"Compassion is not a relationship between the healer and the wounded. It"s a relationship between equals. Only when we know our own darkness well can we be present with the darkness of others. Compassion becomes real when we recognize our shared humanity."- Pema Chodron


Kassandra positioned me sitting on my knees with my arms straight in the air, hands clasped, thumbs together, pointer fingers directed straight to the sky. This litany of instructions for proper body posture was nothing new. It was like this with all the poses- frankly so much to keep up with, even I, the perfectionist, had given up doing it right all of the time. With my "root lock" engaged and my chin tucked and my shoulders rolled back and down, I began my three minutes of long, deep breathing, each extended inhale and exhale helping to bring my "thir