Ahymsin Newsletter: Yoga is Samadhi

The Hazel Diaries VI

by Roxanne Currie

On her 6th birthday Hazel was so funny.

On the way home she begged me to tell Dik the story about how she read me out for giving her hot pickles on her veggie burger when she was two. “It was so funny,” she said. Laughing, I said “you were a little biter.”

“I like to bite” she said sadly, an admission.

I said “then bite a sandwich or a carrot." We laughed. Later on she said “if someone is taking me and I don't want to go and they're bad, then I can bite.” I said “YES!”

She was getting into the car, and I said “I think you grew taller overnight!” and she said "Yep, that's when it happens."

At 9:30 I said lights out, tv off, and I sat in my meditation seat. I soon heard her in front of me and sat her on my lap, covered her in my shawl, like Swami Veda does. I led a relaxation head to toes and back up again. At first she was breathing up in her chest (trying hard) but gradually she brought it down on her own, I let her sit as long as she wanted, not long after I stopped talking, about 15 minutes start to finish.

Very good.

She was very complimentary, appreciative and cooperative, the whole time, so much fun.

Age 6

We were walking to the store when Hazy said to me “Grandma, I’ve got to get rid of some of my old scary memory files.”

“Really.” I said. “How do you do that?”

She was evasive.  “You have to be really sure, because it’s permanent, they’re gone for good”, she said.

“That’s fascinating, tell me how.”

“No”, she said, “You have to be really sure. I like my scary memories so I want to keep them and it’s permanent.” I said “I’m sure.”

She said okay first tell me the scary memory and I’ll tell you how.

Okay, I said when I was exactly your age, 5 ½ it was the summer before school was to start and we were watching cartoons and a plane crashed into my block. It killed 13 people, all my friends, our roof was on fire.”

She thought about it. “That’s not so bad.” She shrugged.

I decided not to argue with her about the deafening sound, the combined smell of burning flesh, asphalt and jet fuel. “Okay, now you tell me how you delete the scary memory files.” She said “Okay, you close your eyes really tight and say ‘oh please oh please oh please oh please oh please oh please”

I do the same thing in meditation but say my mantra instead.

Editor's Note:

This is the sixth “The Hazel Diaries” to appear in the AHYMSIN newsletter.

Previous articles in this series:

Roxanne Currie is a writer, grandmother, Raja yogi. She maintained her yoga practice since she was introduced to Swami Rama and his teachings in 1968. She received mantra initiation from Swami Veda Bharati, formerly Dr. Usharbudh Arya, to the Himalayan Tradition in 1972, and became certified to teach in 2008.  She teaches yoga in the Minneapolis, Minnesota, area.

We invite you to visit her website: www.goodmedicineyoga.com

Roxanne has a Good Medicine Yoga DVD entitled “Stretch Breathe Relax.” Please see http://www.goodmedicineyoga.com/htmlsite/products.html It is also available at the online bookstore of The Meditation Center, which ships nationally and internationally, and is under the title “Good Medicine Yoga DVD.”



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