"You have one situation in this life that you must face:
and that is each other."
-Yogi Bhajan, Master of Kundalini Yoga
So what did we do? Just that.
Face to face, eye to eye- direct contact, direct connection.
If there was ever a time in your life to run fast and far from the truth, it was not this day-
not this time.
White Tantric Yoga-- a special practice created by Yogi Bhajan under the lineage of Kundalini Yoga. We dress in all white because it expands the aura of your electromagnetic field by five feet in every direction. We wrap our heads in white to contain the energy-- to maintain it in the crown once it travels up the spine from the movement combined with the vibration of the chanting combined with the energy of everyone around you doing the same thing.
All I knew about White Tantric when I started my Kundalini Teacher Training in October 2015 was that my teachers had been partners at the event once where they sat across from each other with their arms out at 60 degrees, elbows locked, direct eye contact for 62 minutes--in silence.
And that "That wasn't all we did that day-- that was just the main event."
What is it like to see so much?
To be so seen?
Nothing hides here.
All of the dark corners, they come to light.
When you stare so long and so fixed in to the eyes of another human, you realize that one can observe the body because one is not the body. One can contemplate the mind because one can learn to control the mind. And one can only see one after so long of this direct eye contact because when you stare at, you stare through and somehow, you become the same-- you realize,
you have always been the same.
In these moments, will always be the same.
Both sets of eyes can learn to see the same thing. Everything fades but truth.
"What you are about to do in the next 12 hours is equivalent to 6 months of therapy."
We find the soul in the seat of silence.
How do we find true silence? We create it-- it is the opposition of sound.
So we vibrate.
Hands interlocked, 62 minutes, pressing palms back and forth, chanting "I am thine, in mine, myself-- Wahe Guru. Humee Hum, Tumee Tum, Wahe Guru." Some of us fall asleep sitting up. Some of us break out in laughter. Some, tears of sadness-- frustration.
He reminds me beforehand: "If it comes up, it's coming out"-- and it does.
Anything you can imagine, it comes up, and it you release it.
You feel e v e r y t h i n g.
And there is nothing to fear because, it is all a part of you. It exists in you already. You are creating this endless cycle of stirring up and letting go-- of detaching from what you think you know while holding on to each other's hands-- and you are all doing it TOGETHER.
"It is a wonderful afternoon,
but it is up to us to make it a precious one.
Now take each other's hands."
-Yogi Bhajan
I stare so long in to his face that part of it changes colors.
That at some points, his eyes look like those of an infant.
That at others, he aged rapidly right there before me. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, just staring, he seemed to turn 80 years old.
I watched him go through every stage of life right there in the same room, in the same eight hours. He went there, came back. I watched and observed and contemplated.
I learned to see myself in everything I saw in him. I learned to see myself in everyone through him.
Before it starts, you dread it.
While it carries on, you wonder if it will ever end.
You learn exactly what it means to create strength out of thin air.
By the time it's over, you'll want to start again.
You'll want to see what else you can see, how you can see it, where you can see it.
A teacher once told us that someone asked him "Kundalini? Isn't that like being brainwashed?"
To which he responded, "Yeah, I guess it is. But doesn't your brain get dirty?
Doesn't it sometimes need a bath?"
Why would we do this?
To be Strong.
To learn what it means to understand-- what it's like to be understood.
To learn to act rather than to re-act.
To learn to get off of the defense for once and be part of the play, part of the whole.
And perhaps, more than anything, what it feels like to support another human, and to feel what it's like to ALLOW them to support you.
To embrace this equal exchange with grace, ease.
To see as much as we are seen and find the oneness, the "ong" or "om" in it all.
Sat.Nam.
(Truth/is my/Name)
and that is each other."
-Yogi Bhajan, Master of Kundalini Yoga
So what did we do? Just that.
Face to face, eye to eye- direct contact, direct connection.
If there was ever a time in your life to run fast and far from the truth, it was not this day-
not this time.
White Tantric Yoga-- a special practice created by Yogi Bhajan under the lineage of Kundalini Yoga. We dress in all white because it expands the aura of your electromagnetic field by five feet in every direction. We wrap our heads in white to contain the energy-- to maintain it in the crown once it travels up the spine from the movement combined with the vibration of the chanting combined with the energy of everyone around you doing the same thing.
All I knew about White Tantric when I started my Kundalini Teacher Training in October 2015 was that my teachers had been partners at the event once where they sat across from each other with their arms out at 60 degrees, elbows locked, direct eye contact for 62 minutes--in silence.
And that "That wasn't all we did that day-- that was just the main event."
What is it like to see so much?
To be so seen?
Nothing hides here.
All of the dark corners, they come to light.
When you stare so long and so fixed in to the eyes of another human, you realize that one can observe the body because one is not the body. One can contemplate the mind because one can learn to control the mind. And one can only see one after so long of this direct eye contact because when you stare at, you stare through and somehow, you become the same-- you realize,
you have always been the same.
In these moments, will always be the same.
Both sets of eyes can learn to see the same thing. Everything fades but truth.
"What you are about to do in the next 12 hours is equivalent to 6 months of therapy."
We find the soul in the seat of silence.
How do we find true silence? We create it-- it is the opposition of sound.
So we vibrate.
Hands interlocked, 62 minutes, pressing palms back and forth, chanting "I am thine, in mine, myself-- Wahe Guru. Humee Hum, Tumee Tum, Wahe Guru." Some of us fall asleep sitting up. Some of us break out in laughter. Some, tears of sadness-- frustration.
He reminds me beforehand: "If it comes up, it's coming out"-- and it does.
Anything you can imagine, it comes up, and it you release it.
You feel e v e r y t h i n g.
And there is nothing to fear because, it is all a part of you. It exists in you already. You are creating this endless cycle of stirring up and letting go-- of detaching from what you think you know while holding on to each other's hands-- and you are all doing it TOGETHER.
"It is a wonderful afternoon,
but it is up to us to make it a precious one.
Now take each other's hands."
-Yogi Bhajan
I stare so long in to his face that part of it changes colors.
That at some points, his eyes look like those of an infant.
That at others, he aged rapidly right there before me. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, just staring, he seemed to turn 80 years old.
I watched him go through every stage of life right there in the same room, in the same eight hours. He went there, came back. I watched and observed and contemplated.
I learned to see myself in everything I saw in him. I learned to see myself in everyone through him.
Before it starts, you dread it.
While it carries on, you wonder if it will ever end.
You learn exactly what it means to create strength out of thin air.
By the time it's over, you'll want to start again.
You'll want to see what else you can see, how you can see it, where you can see it.
A teacher once told us that someone asked him "Kundalini? Isn't that like being brainwashed?"
To which he responded, "Yeah, I guess it is. But doesn't your brain get dirty?
Doesn't it sometimes need a bath?"
Why would we do this?
To be Strong.
To learn what it means to understand-- what it's like to be understood.
To learn to act rather than to re-act.
To learn to get off of the defense for once and be part of the play, part of the whole.
And perhaps, more than anything, what it feels like to support another human, and to feel what it's like to ALLOW them to support you.
To embrace this equal exchange with grace, ease.
To see as much as we are seen and find the oneness, the "ong" or "om" in it all.
Sat.Nam.
(Truth/is my/Name)