Effort. Effortlessness. In yoga we talk about being effortless. But then how do we explain butt kicking asana classes, weird and extreme forms of tapas ( holding you hand up in the air until the divine mother shows up), long and grueling meditation or pranayama practices, not to mention living in the world with a job you hate, barely making enough of anything to survive?
Judgements. With judgement comes the big effort. Same script, different read. While harboring judgements and/or expectations, it's all hard work. Without judgements, it's all hard fun.
Just because something is challenging, doesn't mean it's a drag. Learning something new, even learning a new way to see and be in the world is usually challenging. But are we excited about this challenge? Are we curious to see what happens when we master the task at hand? This keeps us stimulated. It gives us a purpose, a reason, a desire to stay alive that isn't fear-based (ie I'm afraid to die therefore I will....(fill in the blank.)
If we add judgements or expectations to the mix, yes, even the expectation that the door will pull open or push shut (and you know how pissed someone can get when the hot/cold knobs are backwards or turn the wrong way), then all this learning becomes drudgery, laden with the big F in effort. And you know how Effin fun that is...
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