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This morning, driving to work, I listened to Richard Freeman’s audiocast: Obstacles to Yoga: The Field of Ignorance. Offered in his inimitable style. Have I mentioned I’m a fan?

I was particularly struck by what he has to say about svadhyaya. Specifically, the definition that transitions from vedic chanting to “self-study.” I think I was struck, because I was thinking about how my current home practice feels lately, and there is a significant aspect of self-study involved. A duh! kind of statement, yes, but there you have it.

Yoga has cooled me out (or thinned my kleshas, perhaps) so that I can withstand the internal monolog/drama a bit more dispassionately. God knows, it’s weird what can come up when you stop being distracted by the emotional and physical and psychological and shiny and desirable and compelling and entertaining things going at warp speed around you. It’s strange just to be there, alone with the (supposed) self.

It seems so far away, now, too. Here I am, half a day into work, and I can barely remember practicing this morning. No worries, I can see what it’s like again tomorrow morning.

And in happy news: I got a promotion this morning. Always nice when something like that happens. I am still kinda tired from all the work I’ve done since May, though, so mostly I’m just happy I have Thursday and Friday off.

Why am I imagining a svadhyaya tattoo? Hmmmm. Where should it go, I wonder…