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George Dovas |
The following
article appears in the recent edition of SVADHYAYA, the newsletter from
the Iyengar Yoga Centre of Hong Kong. George Dovas, from Sydney Australia has
been living in Hong Kong for four years where he teaches at the Iyengar Yoga
Center as well as working at a fitness centre. George was at Yasodhara Ashram
for a few weeks this past summer.
During the summer
of this year I spent two weeks at Yasodhara Ashram on the shores of Kootenay
Lake in Canada. I had been looking forward to visiting the ashram for a few
years, after reading books by and working with the teachings of Swami Radha,
the founder of the ashram. Her work had allowed me to gain insights into my
own personality, and so my visit was an opportunity to delve deeper into this
process of self learning svadhyaya.
It was late in the afternoon when I arrived at the ashram, in the mountainous
interior of British Columbia. My accommodation was a simply furnished room without
telephone or television or private bathroom. I was there in time for dinner.
At the ashram, three meals are served per day at set times and silence is observed
when eating. The silence, on that first day, was confrontational I was
facing my doubts and insecurities.
My mind became turbulent with thoughts. I was having reservations about whether
coming to the ashram was such a good idea. Do I fit in here? What
is spirituality and what am I going to gain from this? Am I wasting
my time being here? Am I even spiritual enough or good enough to
be in a spiritual community? Why am I here?
After dinner I attended a Satsang in the Temple of Divine Light. Satsang, translates
into in the company of the wise and is held every evening. Its
a time when everyone comes together to chant, sing and reflect on the day that
has passed. There would also be a short talk, normally delivered by one of the
Swamis. The temple overlooks Kootenay Lake and with its domed shape roof has
powerful acoustics that make the chanting sessions a powerful experience. I
found my experience at Satsang to be comforting and centring. It bought a stillness
and calmness to my agitated mind .
I had enrolled to attend two three day courses. On the days that the course
was not running I was to participate in the half day Karma Yoga program that
involved working at the ashram for half a day. The work included duties such
as cleaning, maintenance, helping out in the kitchen, or working in the organic
garden and orchard.
Often, after a days work at the ashram, people would meet and discuss
any observations we had made about ourselves during the days work. One
day I helped pick cherries. I had a notion that cherry picking in the orchard
under the days sun would be a delight. It proved to be tedious, laborious
and not as much fun as I thought it would be. It made me appreciate
my own work and the fact that I had variety in my normal work.
The courses I took used various methods to help one delve deeper into his mind
, to go past all the distractions, doubts, fears and tap into the deeper self.
The Straight Walk was a walking meditation in which we observed
our mind. By doing it I was able to see and understand some things about myself
that I was previously oblivious to. Another course, the Buddhist Wheel Of Life
was used to help us observe different aspects of our own lives and reveal questions
and answers that were pertinent to us.
One evening, the male visitors at the ashram came together to discuss dreams.
I have to admit that initially I had flashes of comedy shows about male bonding
groups. I was surprised to discover how dreams could be used to delve into the
subconscious and found the dreams session to be a revealing exercise.
I read some articles and books on dream analysis and I learned it is possible
to remember your dreams and then use them to understand your subconscious more.
After that discovery, I woke up every single morning there and recorded at least
two to three different dreams from the previous evening.
Personal reflection was used as a tool for self-understanding. In the courses,
we were asked to reflect on questions and record our thoughts in journals. In
fact, in almost any activity in the ashram, there would be questions and we
would have to record our observations, reactions, thoughts and beliefs in our
journals. This even extended to Yoga classes where we would be asked to reflect
on a pose and the symbols that the pose represented. We would do the pose, reflect
on the pose and record our thoughts in our journals. Then we would do the pose
again, and write more about how these symbols related to our lives. Needless
to say I came away from there with several journals full of personal reflection
and writing.
We were to be responsible for finding our own answers. In the Wheel Of Life
course, I asked Swami Durgananda what one of the pictures on the wheel represented.
Her reply was, What does it represent to you? This happened repeatedly,
the onus being on the individual to examine his own understanding. It was understandable
that the ashram became known as Yasodhara Ashram a place where
all your questions are questioned.
The ashram was a valuable learning experience. Although, I learnt a great deal
from the courses, the most important lessons came at the most unexpected times
and from the most unexpected places such as cherry picking. Living daily
with others in a spiritual community was a welcome respite from
living in a big city in a modern world. It made me reflect on our modern society
and at times feel fairly disappointed at the problems we create for ourselves.
Life does not need to be as chaotic as we allow it to become.
During my final evening I was invited to say a few words at Satsang. I expressed
how I felt about my experience there. Prior to my visit, the ashram had been
a destination that I wanted to visit. Having had the time there, the ashram
now became a symbol for lifes journey which to me is one of self inquiry.
Now, if I feel any doubt and confusion or if faced with a difficult choice I
can always look back at the ashram experience and use these methods.
I will, forever, hold the ashram in my heart as symbolic of what it is that
I want in my life a clear sense of purpose and meaning.
George Dovas