I’m persuaded by beauty.
In yoga I look all around and am mesmerized by the incredible postures. I know what the post ‘should look like,’ and want my body to BE THERE ALREADY!, but that’s not how it works. Because wrenching my body into a pose only ends up simulating beauty. So, instead, I focus on form, knowing that depth of posture will end up in beauty in the long run.
It’s hard for me, though, to stand in a posture and see myself in my mind’s eye doing the full posture. My leg extended nicely, my hand reaching forward, my abs tight, body strong. But when I look in the mirror I’m only standing there, with a semi straight leg. My imagination doesn’t match up with reality. And yet, when I’ve focused on good form, wherever I am currently in my posture journey, I begin to notice the subtlety over time…how I am able to now wrap my arms around my leg, or that I can feel my shoulders extending. These are things that 6 months ago I didn’t know I would ever be able to do, and the progress has been a snail’s pace slow, but beauty is coming.
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For me, there’s a feeling I get when I reach a fuller expression of a pose…I actually don’t know how I look (never mirrors around) but I feel the beauty.
feeling the beauty. isn’t that such a true statement?!!!