Recently, I’ve been working on reading Richard Freeman’s beautiful book, The Mirror of Yoga. I say working on, because it’s the kind of book that reads effortlessly (he is a very poetic writer) and tricks me into thinking, “aha, I get what you are saying”. But in truth, the philosophical concepts Freeman is describing are venerable and steeped in layers of meaning, and I would be fooling myself if I said I “understand” Yoga philosophy. My understanding is closer to shadowy glimmers of perception that ebb and flow in my cognitive mind.
To be fair to my contemporary brain, relating to yoga ph… Read More