Of the countless intersubjective graces unfolding in Zuccotti Park and around the Occupy world, the “human microphone†is recapturing something as old as human learning. This is something sacred: a repurposing of voice, ear, and content that may serve no less than the re-membering of a more coherent human consciousness.
The power of the 'divine'/'human' dream is that each perspective beckons the other. The micro is not broad enough, and the macro is too distant. The mind seeks pleasure in the transitional zone between the two, its pleasure deepening as its focus widens or narrows in a surge of learning.
All that is needed for a religion to form is a book that no one can read, a priestly class to read it, and a general need for faith that reaches out of prehistory and childhood to challenge the angst of reason. This may not be what we want in modern yoga. But it’s certainly there.