As a yoga teacher I'm always seeking for inspiration: inspiration for a new yoga sequence, a new pose, a class theme, or simply something new to learn and grow from. Just recently I stumbled upon the podcast "Big Magic" by Elisabeth Gilbert and can't stop listening to it. It is so inspiring and gives valuable insights into the creative process we are all going through in one form or the other. Besides getting people un-stuck in their creative endeaveour, she also interviews famous poets, artists, photographers and dancers to get their advice. It is so fascinating!
In one of the episodes of season 2, she quotes parts of her favourite poem, that I would like to share with you here. It is so true and beautiful and remindes us of the DELIGHT and JOY we should experience, despite all the suffering out there in the world. "We must risk delight. We can do without pleasure, but not delight. Not enjoyment. We must have the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless furnace of this world. To make injustice the only measure of our attention is to praise the Devil." -... such beautiful words and a reminder to us all to add delight into our daily lives - NO MATTER WHAT!
A briefe for the defense
By Jack Gilbert
Sorrow everywhere. Slaughter everywhere. If babies
are not starving someplace, they are starving
somewhere else. With flies in their nostrils.
But we enjoy our lives because that's what God wants.
Otherwise the mornings before summer dawn would not
be made so fine. The Bengal tiger would not
be fashioned so miraculously well. The poor women
at the fountain are laughing together between
the suffering they have known and the awfulness
in their future, smiling and laughing while somebody
in the village is very sick. There is laughter
every day in the terrible streets of Calcutta,
and the women laugh in the cages of Bombay.
If we deny our happiness, resist our satisfaction,
we lessen the importance of their deprivation.
We must risk delight. We can do without pleasure,
but not delight. Not enjoyment. We must have
the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless
furnace of this world. To make injustice the only
measure of our attention is to praise the Devil.
If the locomotive of the Lord runs us down,
we should give thanks that the end had magnitude.
We must admit there will be music despite everything.
We stand at the prow again of a small ship
anchored late at night in the tiny port
looking over to the sleeping island: the waterfront
is three shuttered cafés and one naked light burning.
To hear the faint sound of oars in the silence as a rowboat
comes slowly out and then goes back is truly worth
all the years of sorrow that are to come.
Autor of his article: Deddou Burkhard, founder POP UP YOGA & Yoga Teacher