“Moksh” the woman said to me, looking at my left forearm, just above my wrist. I didn’t even have to follow her gaze to know she was referring to my tattoo, the Sanskrit symbol for moksha – loosely translated as spiritual liberation or freedom. Many Hindi speaking people have commented on my inner arm marking. It’s led to some lovely conversations and connections I may not have had otherwise. This was no exception.
Yes. I knew she knew so I said nothing further.
Do you pray? She asked.
Every day. I replied.
There was what seemed like a long pause as I considered the black and white tile outdoor table next to me. It may have only been a couple of seconds.
You’re a warrior.
A little caught off guard, I looked at her with a look of surprise gauging by her response.
You have a warrior spirit.
So I’ve been told.
I thought she was going to drop a full on Vedic reading right there in Cost Plus on a random Thursday afternoon. Instead she stayed silent. I simply said Have a nice day and walked out.
I didn’t know what else to say. There was nothing else to say. I knew what I was.
Once outside, I paused a few feet out the door and felt a swell of emotion, a few tears rolling down my face. Ah, yes – the familiar tears of a warrior who doesn’t know how to drop the shield. The tears that came from being seen, by a total stranger no less.
This interaction has been sitting with me for the past few days and a theme that has been resurrecting itself for months.
As the Bhagavad Gita lays out so beautifully, life is not about floating around, jumping from one ecstatic spiritual experience to the next. Life takes place on a battlefield as we do our best to slay our karmic debts so that we may evolve towards liberation when we move into our next life. There is no doubt the battlefield is where I’m most comfortable. Running around, overcoming challenges, fighting for the next victory – both in the material and spiritual worlds. I’ve become quite adept at walking through the fire and in many cases, I even court and cajole it. But what to do when the fight is over or I’m just too tired to wield a weapon? Well, therein lie my most recent lessons.
I feel like there’s no time to rest. We as a species seem to be in such dire straits that it’s going to take every one of us who are called to do this work to do it 24-7. Humanity is at a tipping point and it’s all hands on deck if we don’t want this ship to sink. Yet, there are days, like today, when I’m just too tired. Sure, I want to go to kirtan. Sure I want to get out in nature and convene with Her. But on the first day of my moon cycle after teaching one class, running a few errands and some light household chores, all I can manage is a yoga nidra practice, and laying in my space with my eyes closed. Waves of cramps keep me fixed on the floor. Chanting even feels taxing. As I’ve become more attuned to my body and my cycles, I know I should rest and rest seduces me like a forlorn lover, and yet – yet. It’s so darn uncomfortable to lay down my sword and my shield and allow myself to be held.
I rub my swollen aching belly, wondering where my leaner, warrior like shape disappeared to. I feel soft. Squishy. I don’t necessarily like it.
So, like a child, I rest my head in my Mother’s lap. I let her stroke my hair and I hear her whisper It’s okay. I cry. Not working is, indeed, my work.
June 14, 2018 at 10:51 am
Hello Jennifer! Thank you for reaching out to me and being supportive of my health journey. The kindness you showed me after so much unkindness, is truly appreciated. I known you are extremely busy and successful, thus making it even more special. I have lost 20 pounds and is working hard to lose more. After my blood clot in 2016, I have not been able to walk. I am now able to walk a little. I go to the pool everyday and I walk two hours. I do some of the exercises I learned from you in the water. It has really strengthen my legs and toned them. I just started doing your videos again and is slowly building up my endurance .I also, gave your information to others and they are achieving their health goals as well. I still have a long road ahead of me, but I am on the right path. Thank you again for being such a beautiful person. B💚
August 15, 2018 at 2:56 am
Thank you Belinda for this sweet note. I forgot to reply earlier. I’m so proud of your perseverance and commitment to yourself. Congratulations and keep up the good work!