Pop vs. Jock 2012!  

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The Lion of Pune, Rumi and I

“The power of love came into me,

and I became fierce like a lion, 

then tender like the evening star.” ~Rumi

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Many years ago I had a dream in which the Yoga Master, Sri BKS Iyengar called me to Pune to “take care” of me.

BKS Iyengar, whose students call him Guruji or Mr. Iyengar has been named “The Lion of Pune” because of his unswerving faithful, fiery, fierce, frenetic, fearsome way of teaching yoga.  He is also known for his compassion and capacity to serve as a healer through his therapeutic approach to yoga.  This man’s presence is much larger than his 5 foot frame.  When I told a friend who practices yoga that I was going to work with Iyengar, he said, “Dude, that is like going to learn how to bat with Babe Ruth!”

The day after I arrived in Pune, I went to the RIMYI in Pune to meet the him.  As I bowed to Guruji, I realized that I was in the presence of a truly remarkable man.  A felt a tremendous sense of gratitude and reverence, but there was also a fair dose of terror.  I have never before  experienced a man who emanates such “energy.”  It was like the way the air feels during the moments right before an electrical storm.  You know when this man is in the room, his energy is almost tangible.

When I told my teacher Eddie about the meeting and the subsequent meetings with Mr. Iyengar, he sent me a piece of a Rumi poem that describes the Awe and fear that Mr. Iyengar stirred in me. 
 

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It takes immense faith to take one step toward the

Lion in the presence of the Lion…

This is the real step on the Path; all the other

steps are just vanishing footprints.   (The Real Step, Rumi)                 

For the next two months I spent my days at the Institute in the practice hall and the library trying to learn as much as I could about and from this 94 year old genius.  I saw him on his mat practicing daily for at least 2 hours!  Often he would stay in Sirsasana (headstand), Viparita Dandasana or Kapotasana (deep backbend) for 15-45 minutes each.  This man practices challenging, almost painful looking poses, but he becomes so still and calm, while energetically seemingly to flow like water… He encouraged me to integrate more relaxing, restorative poses to bring me toward stillness.  

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Mr. Iyengar’s daily routine consists of waking at 5:30 am for a bath, coffee and pranayama, followed by the newspaper and another cup of coffee.  At about 9:15 he goes to the Yoga Hall to practice and/or teach for about 3 hours.  After that there is a bath, prayers and a vegetarian lunch.  His afternoons consist of corresponding in the library, reading, and STUDYING.  He is often teaching on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and sometimes Thursdays.  Vegetarian supper comes at around 8pm where he spends time with the family or watching news before retiring at 10:30 or 10:40.  All of this at 94 years of age!  He said to us one day as he was chastising his senior teachers.  ”I am a senior learner and a junior teacher.”

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A man with this type of discipline, inquisitiveness and commitment expects nothing less from his pupils.

Do not expect to be always happy on this way.
You have been caught by a 
Lion, my dear…Watch the man beating a rug.
He is not mad at it.
He wants to loosen the layers of dirt.  Ego accumulations are not loosened
with one swat. Continual work
is necessary, disciplines.   (Disciplines, Rumi)

My first direct encounter as a student came at medical class, where he roars like a lion commanding respect and demanding precision, determination, humility, and vigilance.  Rumi’s Chickpea to Cook poem sums up how this little chickpea (me!) felt with the chef Iyengar seasoning him! 

A chickpea leaps almost over the rim of the pot

where it’s being boiled.

“Why are you doing this to me?” 

The cook knocks him down with the ladle.

“Don’t you try to jump out.

You think I’m torturing you.

I’m giving you flavor,

so you can mix with spices and rice

and be the lovely vitality of a human being.”

Eventually the chickpea

will say to the cook,

” Boil me some more.

Hit me with the skimming spoon.

I can’t do this by myself.”

The cook says,

“I was once like you…My animal soul

grew powerful. I controlled it with practices, and

boiled some more, and boiled once beyond that,

and became your teacher. “  (Chickpea to Cook, Rumi)

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For two more weeks I was immersed in Guruji’s presence through the medical classes and in the Institute. It was truly “instensive care!”  As Eddie later said, “from the frying pan to the fire!”  Through the blaze I saved many gems to share with you.  Here is some wisdom to take with you for your practice.

“Be Direct.  That is how I was able to spend time with the great people of the world.”  (when I approached him in the library)

“You think you are an expert.  How am I to teach you?”

“Do not use destructive will power.” (as I shook and struggled to hold a pose) 

“Don’t do with your head! Bring your trunk to your brain!”

“Your brain is hyper active, it must be made hypo active.”

“I’m not going to be here 24/7 for you.”  (after he told me to do a few poses)

“Don’t help him, he must learn to do on his own”  (as one of the assistant tried to help me) 

“The brain must be the witness in your case.”

“You must now consolidate all of the things I have been teaching you.”

The ruby and the sunrise are one.

Be courageous and discipline yourself…

Work. Keep digging your well.

Don’t think about getting off from work.

Water is there somewhere.

Submit to a daily practice.

Your loyalty to that

is a ring on the door.

Keep knocking, and the joy inside

will eventually open a window

and look out to see who’s there.   (The Sunrise Ruby, Rumi)

When Guruji speaks of his pupils or students, he often calls his pupils his “children.”  This depth of love and compassion is probably much of the reason why he is a master teacher.  This along with his discipline.  He says, “To be a teacher, you must roar like a lion on the outside and be meek as a lamb on the inside.”

When Guruji addressed all of us, he constantly encouraged us to purify ourselves through the fire of practice…

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“You have to practice with tolerance patience and perseverance, and then only each one can drink the nectar of life… by their own sadhana…

Brother/Sister, stand the pain.
Escape the poison of your impulses.
The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do.
Learn to light the candle. Rise with the sun…
What is it to know something of God?
Burn inside that presence. Burn up…
You tighten your two hands together,
determined not to give up saying “I” and “we.”
This tightening blocks you.   (Tattooing in Qazwin, Rumi)

“God Bless you all.”  ~Guruji

Let us give thanks for the Masters like BKS Iyengar and Rumi.  Let us disciplined in our practice and pray  for  the courage to be Fierce with our Love.

With Love and Gratitude,

God Bless,

Ryan

The inspiration in Pune is ever flowing…

The Youth Iyengar Yoga class in Pune was an amazing place to be.  Abhijata (Guruji’s grand-daughter) roars like her grandpa and the kids listened and would “DO” not “try”.  Many of them with big smiles.  The children flowed swiftly through the poses, without much instruction.

The teachers (six in total) infused the kids for courage, attention and vibrancy.  If they didn’t understand the pose Abhijata or Virendra showed by pointing to pictures of Guruji in his prime that line the walls of the institute as examples of skill in action and equanimity (Yoga according to the Bhagavad Gita).

These sessions were so similar to the Vinyasa Yoga For Youth sessions that I run in Canada, it is clear that this yoga is truly One.  It is a joy to see the children SHINING on as they are meant to shine.  

Love from the Ramamani Iyengar Memorial Yoga Institute (RIMYI) in Pune, Maharashtra. 

The Lion of Pune

Namaskar from Pune, India.  This country is off the charts.  So loud/peaceful, disorganized/flowing, bureaucratic/organic, strange/sensible… The descriptions could go on and on and on….

I am here studying yoga at the “Mecca” of Yoga Institutions. I am here at the Ramamani Iyengar Memorial Yoga Institute (RIMYI) with the Guru, Sri BKS Iyengar.  

He is FIERCE.  I’ve never met anyone like this man.  Yesterday I watched him do a 45 minute Kapotasana (w/support), his skin had the texture of a newborn baby.  Unreal! 

Before I came, most people told me he is no longer teaching, why bother to go.  Truth is he is ALIVE and Well.  Teaching through his students and in particular his grand-daughter, Abi.  He teaches us twice a week through her, as well as teaching the medical classes occasionally.  He works with her for about 1.5 hours every morning, transmitting his observations and realizations from over 75!!! years of DAILY PRACTICE!

The Lion of Pune is still ROARING!

On Fire. I got a Basketball Jones.

Pop Vs Jock 2012

I played in the second annual Pop vs Jock charity basketball game for kids in Montreal.  Last year I was (coach) ZZTop for the first half, then (player) Ryan Leier in the second half.  I spent most of my time on the bench: 

The highlight and key to victory may (wink wink!) have been the ZZtop Yoga session pre game ritual (Sun Salutation w/ZZ Top below):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1TLxr61K5s

(check out Lisa, Matt Bonner and Win Butler “Namaste!”)

We won by six and everyone was happy!

 

This year there was no yoga, but more basketball and more drama.  Our team featured some bad ass girls from FSU (who played overseas in ICELAND!), Luke Bonner, Nikolai from The Strokes, Win and Will as well as the funny man Martin Starr (below)!

Our coach (David Byrne) didn’t say much! (until the halftime show!)

The game featured the sweetest halftime kid’s show with Regine (Teen Wolf) and Kid Koala along with some lion’s and elephants!

 

Next was David Byrne, Nicolai from the Strokes, Regine and Win and Will Butler throwing down at the halftime show!

I can now tell Kiyah a performed with David B, and The Arcade Fire.  My big line was:

“Uh huh uh huh!”

watch it here:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVHTyix9ICo

When the game resumed it was a battle as Regine and Kid Koala spun until there was only seconds remaining…

Here is what happened:  (Check out link below.  WHAT?!)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bb93uYZredI

After the excitement.  A dude came down hit a 3 for them and we lost!

We lost the game.  But we learned we are still golden!  

Thank God for Yoga.
“It is yoga which enables our intellect to do or not to do.  It is again Yoga which imparts knowledge as to why we were born…  Yoga is a state of Oneness of Jivatman and Paramatman”  
~Sri T. Krishnamacharya  

Thank God for Yoga.

“It is yoga which enables our intellect to do or not to do.  It is again Yoga which imparts knowledge as to why we were born…  Yoga is a state of Oneness of Jivatman and Paramatman”  

~Sri T. Krishnamacharya  

THE LION’S ROAR
 
We are Lions.  Why do we act like Sheep?  I spent so much of my life believing the self-limiting, self-defeating thoughts that kept me in the pasture.  Thank God I found Yoga and the Lions of Yoga; Indra Devi, BKS Iyengar, Pattahi Jois, Father Joe Pereira,  Eddie Modestini, Nicki Doane,  Baron Baptiste and Sri T. Krishnamacharya. 
 
“Baaaa Baaaa!” Bleated the Lion.
Yes, you read it correctly.  There once was a Lion who thought he was a sheep…
 
Nothing against sheep, but c’mon everyone.  Why do we follow the flock and agree with everyone else, when we know things are not the way they should be?  Why do we give up our power to make decisions and go along with the crowd?  Why do we bleat at injustice, hate, ignorance when we really should be Roaring?
 
Having lost his mother at birth.  The lion cub grew up by accident amongst the sheep grazing and bleating like them.  He alway felt that he was different, but accepted that he was one of the sheep.  The young Lion-sheep grew up to be big and strong, but continued to follow along with the others, eating grass, walking and bleating like the rest of the flock.  His life was comfortable, but rather dull, lifeless and boring.  But he knew in his Lion Heart that something was missing. 
 
One day an Old Lion came from the wild jungle to the tame pasture.  All the terrified sheep ran to hide.  The Old Lion was astounded to see the Lion-sheep hiding behind the barn!
 
“Why are you running from me?” The Old Lion asked.
“Baaa bad man.  Leave us bbbbbe!”  Bleated the the Lion/Sheep.
 
The Old Lion looked and listened with amazement.  
“Come with me.”  He said as he dragged the Young Lion-Sheep to the lake. 
 
The Lion/sheep cried and wept all the way to the lake.  Once they arrived at the lake the Old Lion forced the Lion/Sheep to look into the water.
 
When he saw his reflection he suddenly Roared like a Lion.  In that moment the bleating was gone and the Lion remained.  The Old Lion went on his way. 
 
The Young Lion walked confidently and humbly (maybe a little sheepishly!)  back to the flock to give thanks, he told his family of sheep that he would watch over them from the jungle, but that he had a destiny to be wild, free and who he was born to be.
 
You are a Lion, my friend.  Don’t forget who you really are. OM

Instant Karma.

Instant Karma.

ROAR!  Blessed to Practice next to one of the most inspiring lovely men on earth.  Lion Love with @Michael Franti @One Yoga

ROAR!  Blessed to Practice next to one of the most inspiring lovely men on earth.  Lion Love with @Michael Franti @One Yoga

One Love.  My Little Guru.

One Love.  My Little Guru.