|
||||
| The Center in Yoga Yoga Bulletin, Kripalu Yoga Teachers' Association, Summer 1997 |
||||||||
|
What and where is the center in yoga? I find center in the center of my body: a point within the interior volume of my belly, nestled in front of my spine a few inches below the level of my navel. In a dimension deeper than the second chakra, this point is known as the tanden in Japanese, the tan tien in Chinese. The spiritual traditions of Japan, China, and other cultures of East Asia recognize this belly center to be our sourcepoint, our very center of being. Practices such as Qi Gong and Tai Chi realize this one-point to be pivotal to our total well-being. As Kripalu Yoga has evolved we've borrowed the Japanese term hara (the belly as the body's central region and the site of our soul-power), and we've incorporated aspects of Masahiro Oki's hara-energizing yoga into our practice. Yoga is said to be the ancestor of the East Asian traditions which focus on the center of the body as the gateway to our center of being. Such a focus is missing in the way yoga is typically presented. As we usually hear about it, yoga's intention is to raise energy upward along the Sushumna nadi through the chakras and out the crown of the head. While the image for practices such as Tai Chi might be a revolving spiral centered in the belly, the popular image for yoga might be the upward pointing arrow: yoga as rocket-launch.
Yearning for ascension feels irrelevant to who I am and what I want. Such a striving feels like so much else in our phallic culture: prizing mind over matter and spirit over soul, racing to climb the ladder of success, straining for self-improvement, valuing what's high and light while denigrating what's down and dark, glorifying the head honcho at the peak of the pyramid. While yoga purportedly intends to balance and unite the pairs of opposites, including feminine and masculine, the fascination with the vertical scale of chakras seems to reinforce our culture's patriarchal values. However: Yoga's map of energy anatomy does chart the body's center, the one-point counterpart to the Japanese tanden. This largely overlooked subtle energy structure is called the kanda. The kanda (meaning knot or bulbous root) is described in various writings as a white or golden sphere or egg-shape located a few inches below the navel. It is the origin of the fourteen major nadis (energy pathways) including the Sushumna, Ida, and Pingala-also named as the river goddesses Sarasvati, Ganga, and Jumna. In his hymns praising the Great Goddess, 18th-century Bengali poet Ramprasad refers to the kanda as her dwelling place, the ultimate place of pilgrimage:
Again he writes:
In a portion of the Vidya Gita called The Mystery of the Triune Goddess, as phrased by Linda Johnsen, the Mother of the Universe similarly gives us her address:
Although I never expected this to happen, as I've focused my yoga my practice and teaching on cultivating the center, I've come to experience this center of being to be the tangible presence of the Sacred Feminine. How do I experience her? When my belly is active and alive, I feel warmth and vitality radiating from my one-point. I feel a pulsing, a stirring or spinning sensation, as if a small world is turning there. I feel spaciousness and satisfaction in my belly, a sensation of being full and whole. When my belly is awake and energized, I feel resonance with the center of the earth, as if an invisible cord extends from the center of my body to the planet's center. From my belly center I feel linked to the loving, protecting, nurturing, guiding energy that surrounds us. I feel that I belong, that I'm welcome in this world. Sometimes my belly feels as if a big beautiful black woman is in residence; she's like a volcano rumbling down deep in my soul. Provoking my gut feelings and gut instincts, she delivers wisdom and guidance in down-to-earth, practical terms. She's feisty, and she's infinitely compassionate. She reminds me: "Love your belly! That's where I live!" As I've explored the significance of the body's center, I've studied how different cultures have valued the belly. I've found stark contrasts. While many Asian, African, Australian, Native American, and indigenous European traditions have recognized the belly as sheltering the body's sacred center, Western culture has designated the belly as a target for abuse. The culture's violence works through epidemics of rape, incest, and unnecessary hysterectomies and Cesarians; restrictions on women's authority in pregnancy and childbirth; and belly-belittling fashions, exercise gadgets, and diet regimes. My research reveals that Western culture has degraded belly, woman, soul, the Sacred Feminine, the feminine sensibility in both men and women, nature, and native peoples in a single process of devaluation. The conflicts we experience personally and the violence which endangers humankind's survival follow from our denying the Sacred Feminine. Restoring the Sacred Feminine to our experience by honoring and enlivening our bellies offers us healing, both personally and culturally. When practiced with the intention to cultivate the center of our bodies as the abode of the Sacred Feminine, yoga becomes a path with heart and with guts-an ever-more powerful way to generate a healthy human community upon this planet.
|
||||||||