Asteya and the horse…

Yo. So I got this book 2 years ago from a beloved yoga student.
“The Yamas and Niyamas” by MN yogini Deborah Adele

It sat on a shelf for 2 years, and I just picked it up, opened it and BAM! truth. truth. truth.

Here’s my tidbit for today, on Asteya/non stealing…

“Nonstealing, the third jewel, guides our attempts and tendencies to look outward for satisfaction. Often, our dissatisfaction with ourselves and our lives leads us to this outward gaze, with a tendency to steal what is not rightfully ours. We steal from the earth, we steal from others, and we steal from ourselves. We steal from our own opportunity to grow ourselves into the person who has the right to have the life they want.” (pg. 17 title, author above)

We steal from ourselves. We steal from ourselves. We STEAL from ourselves. WE STEAL from OURSELVES.

Yep I do. I do. I do it. All the time. Excuses. Laziness. Lethargy. Habit. Pity party. Inertia. Entitlement. Arrogance. Ignorance. Face picking, cuticle picking, obsessing about the future, obsessing about perfection, obsessing about why everyone else is an asshole… All the time thinking thinking thinking worrying worrying worrying.

OK not all the time. But some of it.

We steal from our OWN OPPORTUNITY to GROW OURSELVES into THE PERSON who has THE RIGHT to have THE LIFE THEY WANT.

This is it. Thanks Deborah, for saying it. Thanks yoga friend, for the book. And thanks to the moment that brought me to this book, to this page, to this line.

I honestly think there can be a whole lot of arrogance in the attempt to embody an ideal, whether it’s related to yoga, religion, art, or anti-yoga, anti-religion, anti-art… But arrogance is just the ego’s way of protecting itself, so deciding not to TRY, in fear of exuding some kind of arrogance is JUST AS ARROGANT.

And you know what WE ARE ALL ARROGANT, ALL OF US! And it’s not shameful… It’s part of being human.

So my friends, let’s get under the beds, into the closets, into the trunks of our cars, the deep dark woods, wherever our shadows are lurking, and get over it, get used to it, get into our human-ness, and STOP ROBBING OURSELVES! No more running from who we know we are meant to be. We ALL have that right. It doesn’t matter what you said to your lover yesterday, or to your brother 10 years ago, or what you did to that cat when you were a kid, or the candy bar you stole from the gas station when you were 7. None of it matters. But this moment does. Let’s not steal it from ourselves…

NO more stealing, NO more wasting. And if by habit it happens (again and again and again) get over that too, get back on the horse, and keep at it.

BE BRAVE! BE BOLD! BE TRUE!

OM. AMEN. HALLELUJAH!

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