The bombing scene that I saw by mistake Sunday morning on a friend's post on Facebook was glued to my mind. The faces of children, the women running around screaming, the bombs falling from the sky with such power. I cannot believe it! I do not look for this type of information. Years ago I cut all this information out of my life, whatever is violent and harmful, therefore, I do not watch TV and I do not interact with anything that gives that kind of message.
My friends know how difficult it is for me to enjoy violent movies, to listen to violent songs, conversations, even when it is a simple joke, I cannot take it. Sorry, I do not have that sense of humor. The war is not a joke, it is not a movie, it is there and people are there. Hatred and suffering are the only results of wars and battles. There is no fun in that subject whatsoever!
My mind was spinning fast, jiggling with the images I watched by mistake, I was trying to focus on the breath as the bubbles of air cover my forehead. We were swimming. I suddenly felt that I was in that war in the Middle East, instead of in the ocean, in San Diego. I felt the pain of the people that have suffered. I felt trapped. I was trying to find an explanation, related to Karma and I remembered what I learnt in school about Syria, one of the most ancient civilizations on Earth.
I had to stop and took a few deep and long breaths. I took my goggles and looked up into the blue sky, then I searched around and spotted my husband's smile. Finally I was aware of the present moment again, here, now, and continued with the swim. But people are being bombed, there, now. How sad this is! Where is the bottom of this violence? There is none. Destruction and desire have no limit.
I just feel shame for people that make wars possible; from the ones that carry the guns to the ones that pay for the guns. From the ones that make the war a big or small business, to the ones that forget the cause and focus on the war.
Some humans swim in oceans of blood and fear. I have the opportunity to swim in this ocean crossed by dolphins and angels . Hopefully we all understand one day that war is not an option.
I will continue swimming and teaching yoga, hopeful that one day waves of love and harmony will cover this planet and our civilization wakes up from this nightmare that our minds have created in the name of God, power, money, religion, politics, revenge or karma.
Image courtesy of Banksy.
I am very excited about going back to teaching after 6 months of Sabbatical. I missed my yogi friends like I missed the jasmine flowers in the Winter.
I understand that everything has its process and The Universe has a unique way to teach us certain lessons. Patience is one of them, detachment is another one.
Class in on Saturday at Torrey Pines glider port at 9:30 am. Please arrive 10 minutes early to sign the release form and layout your yoga mats.
Parking is free.
Class fee is $10.
See you soon.
Muy emocionada de volver a dar clases de yoga después de 6 meses de un tiempo sabático. Extrañaba a mis amigos yogis como se extraña las flores de jazmín en el invierno.
Entiendo que todo tiene su proceso y El Universo tiene una forma única para enseñarnos ciertas lecciones. La paciencia es una de ellas, el desapego es otra.
La clase es el sábado en el voladero de Torrey Pines a las 9:30 am. Por favor lleguen 10 minutos más temprano para firmar el formulario de clase y acomodar sus colchonetas de yoga.
El estacionamiento es gratuito.
La clase es $10.
Nos vemos pronto.
The class starts with a sacred chant, pranayama and sun salutations.
I believe in the power of words. Let our actions speak for us.