Today, I had a chance to learn some yoga philosophy from a visiting teacher. The opportunity entailed leaving the studio prematurely and enduring the long drive to Makati (and enduring the equally arduous drive back). I had no real expectations, but the lecture was a welcome one, providing some new insight while validating some previously gained knowledge.
What was more instructive though were my reactions to the other aspects of the lecture: the sense of estrangement that accompanied being away from my particular yoga “tribe,” the subsequent realization that I considered myself as part of a specific tribe, and the concomitant reflection on the fact that my own pursuit of wisdom and wholeness was still shot through with a deeply felt need to exclude, partition and divide.
Ah, the stubbornness of samskaras. This is what the multiple lifetimes implied by reincarnation is for.
May the endless repetition bear fruit.