Can you be a Catholic and a yogi?
Lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu.... I sit on my yoga mat, ankles crossed in a Half Lotus pose, eyes closed and struggling to form the shape of these foreign sounds in my mouth. Horns blare and headlights shine dimly through the gossamer-curtained window—the thinnest of veils separates us from ever-bustling New York City. My teacher is inviting us to join her in this ancient Sanskrit chant that translates to “may all beings everywhere be happy and free.”
For several weeks understanding the phonetics of this phrase had been about as challenging as executing a headstand. Tonight I finally I get the hang of it, and the sounds float as freely from my throat—from my heart—as does the unifying sound of Om that started and ended our practice (and even harmonized, strangely, with all the honking). My teachers had always referred to these chanting rituals as “sacred.” That description never made sense until the phrases resonated in me like other melodies—the songs I sang in Mass every week; songs that somehow seemed to be the same in churches I attended growing up in East Brunswick, N.J., then during college in Cambridge, Mass., and now in the mecca of ambition and drive, New York City. Had yoga, and the Eastern religions behind it, somehow become sacred to me, a practicing Catholic?
What drew me to yoga was something admittedly unphilosophical.
What drew me to yoga was something admittedly unphilosophical. I desperately needed a place where quiet and relaxation was encouraged. Something major was misaligned in my life. I had relied on my faith to get me through the very trying moments in my teens and early 20s marked by loss and illness. For all those years I attended Mass regularly, and in the familiar words of prayers and songs I found not answers to my questions and doubts but reassurance.
The effect was similar the first time I rolled out my yoga mat. For several weeks my mind would stay occupied by sorting out where to put my arms and legs as the teacher called out postures with animal and plant names (Bird of Paradise, Frog, Crow, Lotus, just to name a few); I felt self-conscious of my decidedly not-cool yoga clothes; and I tried to remember who the sweatiest people in class were so I could avoid getting sprayed in Downward Facing Dog. And yet for all those distractions, I was undeniably at ease there. In the dark room with soothing, repetitive music, the anxieties of my day and my body melted away.
In the dark room with soothing, repetitive music, the anxieties of my day and my body melted away.
Studying yoga more, however, I learned about the philosophy underlying the practice I was undertaking every week. Patanjali’s Yoga Sutras, the veritable yoga bible, is a tome of 196 strung-together adages that, in ancient India, a yoga student would learn orally through study with a master: the keys to enlightenment through living the practice of yoga. Divided into four “Padas,” or “feet” (thusly called because a student would learn them while walking with his teacher), the sutras outline the different steps an aspiring yogi takes to transform from a small-s self, who identifies with his external nature, into a Seer.
This authentic, capital-s Self has successfully moved away from the external world and relationships with people, things and ideas, thereby becoming attuned to his true nature in a state of enlightenment, or Samadhi. The steps to this state are both concrete and frustratingly abstract, ranging from how to make one’s seat (“steady and comfortable”) to how to obtain happiness (“from contentment, the highest happiness is attained”).
This new knowledge illuminated a fact even more fundamentally odd to me: namely the connection between Patanjali, a Hindu sage, and Jesus, the Son of God.
There is a connection between Patanjali, a Hindu sage, and Jesus, the Son of God.
There are, of course, fundamental ideological differences between Hinduism and Christianity. The Hindu religion is a variety of polytheism wherein gods are everywhere, intervening at will in humans’ lives, and reincarnation is an accepted truth. Christian monotheism offers a different kind of God, who created the world and then allowed man to act out of his free will. Only through living a virtuous and compassionate life does the promise of eternal salvation, thanks to Jesus’ sacrifice, enter the picture. With such different underpinnings, how could prophets of each have such a similar focus? I wondered. Then I considered their motives.
Patanjali was not just writing the original self-help book; he was acting upon a divine calling to eradicate suffering from the world, which he saw as the primary affliction of his people during his time. The first four sutras are very explicit about this intention, explaining that “Yoga is the stilling of the changing states of the mind.” Only in doing so can one “abide in [one’s] own true nature.” In other words, when we strongly latch onto the things that preoccupy us about the world, including our external identifiers like our jobs, where we live, our gender, marital status, favorite color, etc., we are not in our true nature. Patanjali’s desire to help people save themselves from the danger of distraction of the material world intersects powerfully with the message of Jesus. “If you want to be perfect,” Jesus says to the rich man, “go and sell all your possessions and give the money to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven.”
Patanjali desired to help people save themselves from the danger of distraction of the material world
I have always been open-minded and accepting of all faiths. I did not, however, feel any need to replace or supplement my Catholicism with something else, no matter how pretty the chants were or how much I agreed with the teachings. I thought of yoga as a physical exercise—one that I could abide by in a general sense, by turning off my social media feeds and pushing my to-do lists aside in an effort to be “present.” But grappling with how the religious underpinnings of Catholicism and yoga could be the same—that was territory I did not yet have the muscle to traverse.
And so I prayed and flowed as two selves, attending Mass on Sunday mornings at 8:30 and vinyasa class at 10:45, relishing in the benefits that each gave me on its own terms.
That neat separation held for a couple years. Cut to present day, where I find myself in another studio in which I am spending hours upon hours (200 to be precise) immersed in a teacher training program. It is nearing 6 p.m. in late winter, and I am longing to go home despite the dark and cold that is waiting for me outside. We usually save the philosophy portions of the training workshops until the end of the day; after a three-hour asana practice and more hours of anatomy and/or sequencing lectures, our bodies are fatigued so much that we have no choice but to turn inward and away from our physical experience (or so I justified the schedule).
These two ways, of Christ and Patanjali, have helped me be more at peace and be kinder to myself.
That night in class, chanting syllables that ask for the peace and freedom of all people, something very real clicked for me. The sense of security and sanctuary I found in Catholicism had somehow led me to discover these fundamental tenets of yoga. Enlightenment, our class had learned, arises from “faith, vigor, memory, absorption, and discernment.” We were instructed that by practicing friendship, compassion, joy and equanimity, “lucidity arises in the mind.” These instructions seemed pretty tough by today’s standards. They absolutely flout the fast-paced, exploitative and judgmental way that we treat others and ourselves. It is hard for us to imagine a true yogi, who lives by faith and discernment and practices “equanimity toward those who are non-virtuous,” capable of functioning in the modern world.
In the same way, it might be hard to imagine someone like Jesus walking the earth today—demanding that we treat people, others and ourselves, with respect, forgiveness and unconditional love, no matter what.
But together these two ways, of Christ and Patanjali, have helped me be more at peace and be kinder to myself. Although I am still on the path of discovering what I am called to do, my vision is clearing; my will to help heal people through yoga and other creative outlets is manifesting. In allowing the rivers of their words to merge, both yoga and Catholicism, I felt doubly guided along my true path—toward the ultimate grace they both posited as the result of that arduous work of faith and discernment, of compassion and joy.
Does practicing yoga in all its forms make me any less of a Catholic? I do not think so. Because the God and Jesus I know would readily say “Namaste”—the divine in me bows down to the divine in you—to any man, woman or child. The God and Jesus I know would want nothing less than for all of us to shout from the rooftops, “May all beings everywhere be happy and free.”
As much as you find something soothing in the form of Yoga that you are
following, you could have found in a quiet-semi-dark Church that had
statues/paintings and the sanctuary lamp flicking in the cool air.
You would have seen votive candles lit for the sake of loved ones and those
no one seemed to have loved.
Many of those Churches were "renovated" after Vatican II by shallow
minded people and now there is little silence there as people talk before and after Mass and the statues and paintings are long gone and the candles, if any, are electric and turned off 5 minutes after Mass ends.
It is Christ, alone who saves you, me, anyone.
There is no need for Yoga, there is no need to chant philosophical phrases.
Find an older Church that has statues, real candles, paintings and stay
after Mass and when the gentle darkness is only lit by the candles of the faithful,
ask the Holy Spirit to enter your heart, your will, your mind and your soul.
Then peacefulness and actual charity - the Love of Christ poured into our heart by the Holy Spirit -
[ Not - unconditional love - there is no such thing, either it is love or it is not. ]
will fill your being -
then through gratitude you
will seek to treat all you meet
as Christ would treat them.
Ms. Kurdyla, unfortunately you've answered your own question and it doesn't actually sound like a Yes. As Catholics our detachment from this world is part of our hope for a coming world infinitely happier and freer than we can ever find in this world. Patanjali's "divine mission to eradicate the world of suffering" is totally skewed from Jesus redeeming the world *by* His suffering. Again - it is in the next world that all beings will everywhere be happy and free - not this one. Suffering, long the weapon of evil, was made by the Cross into the ultimate liberation for all of us. United with the Cross, our sufferings can free our neighbors, our friends, even those we don't know. Suffering is really crappy, and Jesus was under no illusions as He sweated blood in Gethsemane. But the best way to handle suffering is not by anesthetizing yourself through Hindu detachment, but by embracing it as the Cross out of Love. Nothing that you have written about Hinduism here, least of all that the "authentic Self" has "moved away from the external world and relationships with people, things and ideas" meets in any way with proper Christian detachment, because you can only fulfill the Divine command through Love - relationships with people.
Ms. Kurdyla's wording gives some misimpressions. Yoga and Hinduism are not the same thing. Some Westerners who practice yoga also draw on Hinduism, usually in an impressionistic kind of way, but that is a matter of preference.
As a Catholic who has practiced yoga and studied it, I think the strictest way to describe yoga is as a cognitive science, and the most broad is as a healing science. Hence yoga takes a moral standpoint. But yoga is not materially Hindu any more than Western medicine is materially Christian.
The aim of yoga is not to exempt the practitioner from a relationship with the external world and other people, but to help change it for the better. Of the eight branches, or components, of traditional yoga, the first two are ethical. Their prescriptions for how we should treat others (the niyamas) and what habits we should maintain in ourselves (the yamas) match with Biblical teaching. One cannot be a serious student of yoga without being committed to acting justly and compassionately in the world.
A committed, serious yoga practice does bear the fruit of a mature spiritual detachment, according to the spirituality of the person doing the practicing. Yoga has helped me (at least I hope so) to be a truer Christian. Regarding suffering, we can't eradicate it in this world, but Jesus commands us to alleviate as much of it as we can by loving our neighbor and practicing the corporal and spiritual works of mercy.
In my experience, there is much in yoga that comports with my faith, and nothing that violates it.
Thank you for this. I really enjoyed reading it. I truly believe that looking for the similarities among spiritual practices (and celebrating differences) makes us all more complex, sensitive beings, and ultimately leads to happiness and freedom for all. Thank you for your beautiful words.