Amanda Ramcharitar Yoga

After many years hanging up my pen and paper, rather my keyboard and typing skills, The great retreat has helped me found my way back to flow of thought… Once removed from the ramblings of a mindful of ideas, of information, i was ready to turn in, tune out and spend my time stilling the mind.  But as of yesterday, something was distilled through the flow of cybernet information amongst so much information, a message from the Kogi’s of Columbia caught my ear… And I had to listen… And the Kogi’s said to listen to the mind… This is where the Great Mother expresses herself.  Our mind is the great conductor, the synthesizer, it is the ultimate expression of nature and nature needs the mind as much as we need nature! Wow how could this be? The Yogi’s, The Buddhists, Eastern mystics that all encourage stillness, how could these shaman’s and ancient culture give such reverence to the mind? 

As i pondered this amazing information piece of newfound wisdom.  I meditated, i cleaned, i homeschooled my little daughter of 5 years old and amongst the busyness i realised i do listen to the mind, all day, promptings of it.  But how deciphering was i to the the thoughts i was receiving?  The vibrations of these thoughts? There were some that took me towards happiness, and others towards irritation and frustration. Yes i was aware of them, but suddenly it was not the thought itself, it was the quality of thought, the feeling of the thought.  I began to comprehend the depth of the Kogi’s message… This ancient civilisation who spent much of their time listening to the promptings of nature… How to be in harmony and to stay in harmony not just for this lifetime but for eons of time?  This was a culture that utilised their minds ability to be in harmony with the Great Mother.  And harmony was the key ingredient.  How often do we change our rhythm? How often to do we break from one way we feel to the next?  I can say, my moods, even with all my practice, still follow, on some days, that of a storm pattern… Other days a breezy sunday afternoon.  And this is not to say that one way is better than another, but to know what harmony actually feels like, its feeling inside of us, when we step outside and hear the birds sing, the soft breeze on our skin… We might feel ourselves harmonising with the universe itself.  So that we might catch its waves of oneness and ride it for sometime…