So here I have been, waxing philosophical about Patanjali, the great sage of Yoga, and his fundamental insights about the human mind.
Well, I’ve been a hypocrite. Because, as I have been noticing all this week, I am barely remembering to breathe. And breathing properly is the way to calm and clear the mind, as Patanjali taught us. So my mind, you can infer, is anything but calm and clear. I am too worried (about something that I may or may not share anon).
A few years ago, I took videos such as this one seriously, and actually did pranayama (breath exercises).
But paying attention to breathing is amazingly hard work. So, because I’m lazy, I gave up.
Then life pitches you a few tough ones, and off you go, breathing like a dog: shallow, top-of-the-lungs, in-out. You become a wreck.
It’s a pity that breathing, or the concentration that it requires, is such hard work. Otherwise, I might actually learn the lessons by Patanjali that I like to tout. Ironic.