Yoga for Japan?

The yoga community on twitter has been abuzz with dedications to Japan.  We’ve heard of teachers asking their classes to pray for Japan and direct appeals to dedicate each our own practices to Japan and the Japanese people.  It’s become too much for me.  Depending on how it’s presented, it borders on the bleeding heart and it feels a little insipid, and even gauche.  That’s why I was secretly dreading my class on Tuesday.

I adore Tom, but when he said that instead of savasana we’d sit in meditation, I was thrown.  Very unlike Tom.  Something must be up.  Please don’t ask me to give to the Red Cross.

We sat for five minutes in relative silence and it was delicious.  Tom quietly asked us to join him in Namaste Mudra.  He reminded us about the light in him which recognizes the light in each of us.  He asked us to place the suffering of ourselves and our neighbors into the crack between our palms.  Then he said, “And place the Japanese people in there too.  They need a lot of love right now.” 

That was it.  No ploy for donations.  He didn’t open class by asking us to keep Japan in our hearts.  No dedications.  Tom didn’t ask us to pray, but that’s what we ended up doing of our intention.  Maybe it was all the heart-opening backbends I’d just finished, but I damn near teared up.  That Tom.  What a subtle, clever, cool dude he is.


Why Support Unions?

With all the politicking against collective bargaining in states like Wisconson and Ohio, it feels like another page from the Republican playbook.  Using “budgeting” as cover, they covertly strip low- and middle-income people of the rights they already earned.  One has nothing to do with the other, especially when the unions are making the financial concessions the Republican governers are asking for.  But the governernors don’t actually want the money.  They want you (us) to lose the right to bargain, to debate, to have a dialog where everyone’s needs are represented.  I was trying to ignore this media story arc, but last night a story from a friend brought it front and center.

At the yoga studio I frequent, they offer something called the Karma Desk.  You run the desk in exchange for free classes.  I did this a couple of times, where I met Kate, another Karma Desk volunteeer.  Kate is a high school English teacher in a rough school in New Jersey.  Drugs, gangs and teenage pregnancy are rampant in her school.  Not an easy place to teach Shakespeare.  But Kate is tough-talking, funny and worked hard to gain her students’ respect.

After years of teaching there, this week Kate was supposed to achieve tenure.  But last week, the head administrator at her school decided that she’d conduct Jess’s annual performance review ahead of schedule.  Kate was worried something was up; that the administrator was moving up her review in order to fire Kate before she’d reach tenure.  Turns out, Kate’s suspicions had were right on.  The administrator gave her a bogus review and tried to squeeze in firing her within days of Kate reaching tenure. 

So Kate called her local NJ teacher’s union representative.  The rep instantly dove into investigating the case against her and found that the administrator’s cover-up work was shady.  The union rep promised Kate he’d help her fight this, and the union would pay her legal fees should a lawsuit with the school ensue.  Currently, Kate is awaiting the decision as to whether the school will respond to the union, or whether it’ll go to lawsuit.

If Kate hadn’t belonged to her teacher’s union, she would have been drummed out of her job days before achieving tenure.  This is a young woman who works hard in a rough neighborhood with tough teens no other teachers will touch, let alone educate.  In this way, Kate is like me and many of my friends.  None of us are rich, we work like dogs; many of us in service jobs helping those less fortunate.  Every time we reach a new plateau in our careers, we shouldn’t have to worry about being bounced out on our butts to help a Republican governor save face. 

Again, I’d love to ignore this union business.  But I can’t.  My great aunt, mother- and brother-in-law are all teachers.  My father was a teacher.  I went to grad school for teaching.  It’s one of the hardest jobs out there, and they are underpaid.  Now Republicans want to strip them of the only benefit protecting them – their collective bargaining power.  Granted, unions have their problems, but there are more courageous ways to balance state budgets than to pick on teachers (most of whom are women) and other state employees.  The fight for unionization in this country was long and hard, and it would be a crushing blow if collective bargaining was just wiped away like it never existed.