Raw, adjective: 2. not having undergone processes of preparing, dressing, finishing, refining, or manufacture: raw cotton.

I see in this morning's news that Andy Rooney died. In the obituaries that are circulating, this particular quotation of his has been prominent, and it strikes me as particularly (inadvertently?) yogic:
"For most of life, nothing wonderful happens. If you don't enjoy getting up and working and finishing your work and sitting down to a meal with family or friends, then the chances are you're not going to be very happy. If someone bases his happiness or unhappiness on major events like a great new job, huge amounts of money, a flawlessly happy marriage or a trip to Paris, that person isn't going to be happy much of the time. If, on the other hand, happiness depends on a good breakfast, flowers in the yard, a drink or a nap, then we are more likely to live with quite a bit of happiness."
How true. Now that's santosha. That's practicing saying, in the small, not-so-sexy, quite simple moments: it is enough. And if that's not yoga, well, I don't know what is.

Thanks, Andy. Rest well.


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