Friends, here is an update from our beloved Lisa, teaching yoga in the Middle East, talking about the day to day life there, the struggle, the small joys. Please support her work, and those of all the people bringing yoga as a nonsectarian unifying way to connect and acknowledge peace in the self and with others
I want to express my feelings of frustration at the situation here. Yesterday there was the attack in Jerusalem of the Palestinian tractor driver who overturned buses, smashed cars and ran over people in a crazed rampage. This Palestinian tractor driver was from Sur Baher - the East Jerusalem village that I have been entering twice a week to teach Yoga to the women.
I have not yet contacted the women I teach yet. I am still searching within me how to approach the situation, knowing that the attacker yesterday could be the husband, son or brother of one of them. I will find the way to do it, though, because I have committed myself to teaching Yoga there at least for the next two months, until Ramadan in September. And I am building trust with the women there.
This event of yesterday has brought up a lot for me. Mostly, a great sadness, at how deep the anger and hatred is. That whatever caused him to do it yesterday, is connected to this great national pain-body of hatred, anger, fear and separation between the two people. Them and us.
And just before this happened, I went to Sur Baher, and hitched a ride from where i get off the bus in Ramat Rahel, to the place where i teach in Sur Baher. The Arab man asked me if I wasn’t afraid to go into Sur Baher, and I told him, “NO”, because I go in peace and trust that I am protected.
Now, after yesterdays event, I need to check within myself how far my “conscious naivete” goes, and where does it border with stupidity? Am I supposed to feel fear at going in there? Still, something in me refuses to give it up.
So I won’t hitch rides any more, on that 25 minute walk, from Ramat Rachel into the village of Sur Baher. I will take a taxi, also to keep a lower profile, because I am a woman walking alone on that road and its obvious I am not “one of them”, because I am not clad in robes and head-coverings. And maybe there is still hope that some kind of financial support will come through for me - because if I indeed take a taxi there and back - it will almost be as if I am paying to go and teach there (the amount I am paid for the lesson is symbolic).
I know that for me it is my peacework to do this, and I can accept that for them it is the Yoga, because the Yoga itself is good enough - without needing to “preach” peace. I know not to bring politics into this situation, and to really stay with the Yoga, and to BE the peace and love that I want to see.
And I know that even if it is drops in the ocean, from the hugs I received from some of the women this week, I felt strong open-hearted love.
Also in Jabel Mukaber, this week, the woman whose place I have been teaching in is going overseas, and I invited the women who wanted to continue, to come to Abu Tur. I asked if anyone would object if I invited Jewish women to the class, and there was objection. So I let it go immediately, because it is obviously too early to bring this in. Firstly, I have to strengthen the love to Yoga, and build trust and friendship with them and me.
When I read in your letter the declarations of Heart of Yoga Peace Project, I had my own inner peace-work to do at not losing hope and trust that my work will be recognized.