Lately, I have been re-reading Kahlil Gibran’s poetic novel ‘The Prophet’. It is a series of poetic essays about various facets of life, delivered by the departing prophet Almustafa to the beloved people of the city of Orphalese. He has lived amongst them, but aloof, as an enigmatic benevolent presence, and now upon his departure they want final words from him, posing questions about love, pleasure, desire, good and evil, and receiving his answers. The prose is beautiful, each word shining with love and light.
One line stayed with me, and moved me, especially: “You are the Way, and the Wayfarer.” Sometimes, a line in a book seems like exactly what you were waiting to hear, or give words to an inarticulate knowledge that has been coalescing in your heart and now have a definition. That’s what these words have become to me, and I think of them in relation to the journey of Yoga.
When we practice Yoga, we are the Way, and the Wayfarer. The traveler, as well as the journey travelled. Yoga means, in Sanskrit, means ‘to yoke’, as in connecting two objects, like a beast of burden yoked to a plow. The goal of Yoga is to yoke the inner self, the Atman, to the divine prescence, Brahman. The bridge between the Atman and Brahman is built of several awakenings, defined in various ways in the traditional literature of Yoga and by many modern practitioners, as well. We all experience these phenomena in our own way. Although works like the Upanishads, Bhagavad Gita, Yoga Sutras, and the work of modern Yogis serve as guides, our own experience is our most valuable guide, and our journey to peace within is always going to be an experience unique to us. We know that what we are experiencing is true when we can find universal elements in common with others, even if our exact circumstances differ. We ‘yoke’ our individual lives to a timeless canon, spanning the ages, of other seekers and discoveries, to those who have come before us, and those on the same path as us, now.
In the practice of Yoga, no matter what that word means to us or how we practice, we are consciously trying to reach our goal, peace, by yoking together opposing experiences into one experience. Mindfulness of our surroundings is yoked to pratyahara, withdrawing our senses and turning inwards; breathing in a natural rhythm is yoked to breath control; the relaxation of savasana with the vinyasa krama of asanas that brought us there, and, if mantras are used, breath with voice, and even the silence after our chant fades holds an answer for our soul’s questions. We are the people of Orphalese, and the Prophet who answers their most burning questions.
Our bodies, and how we use them in our practice, are our vehicles to the destination we seek to reach. We are the Way, the laboratory of inquiry, and the Wayfarer, the alchemist staring into the alembic as all the elements combine.