I walk down the street. there’s a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in.  I am lost.  I am hopeless. It isn’t my fault.  It takes me forever to find my way out.

I walk down the same street.  There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk.  I pretend I don’t see it.  I fall in again.  I can’t believe I’m in the same place.  It isn’t my fault.  It still takes me a long time to find my way out.

I walk down the same street.  There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk,  I still fall in…it’s a habit.  My eyes are open,  I know where I am.  It is my fault.  I get out immediately.

I walk down the same street. There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk.  I walk around it.

I walk down another street.

Inspired by this teaching from THE TIBETAN BOOK OF LIVING AND DYING, we have been looking at our own habitual progression and evolution or lack therein. In the human experience, we fall prey to the habits of our mind and the long-lived behaviors which we unconsciously perform.  We cannot help the thoughts that arise, the impulses that mysteriously show up, and when we simply, react without noticing, these actions become more and more a part of who we are.

I know so many people who have spent and continue to spend their life walking down that same street blaming others and/or the world around them for their misery. Many of us, as yoga practitioners, are so fortunate to at least fall in the hole with open eyes- taking responsibility for our actions. Still, after all these years of svadyaya (self study), I hear myself saying, “I can’t believe I’m here again.” I take some comfort and support in knowing that falling in the hole is OK, in fact, inevitable, but if I’m awake, I may at least have a fighting chance to get out immediately and…begin again.

May this practice lead us from the unreal into the Real.

From darkness into the Light.

From time-bound conciousness to the Timeless state of Being that we are.

-Prayer for enlightenment