It’s not just in the big moments revelation takes place. It’s between the big planned moments. It’s not the hectic day at work, late nights out with friends, or sitting through a movie on a first date. Revelatory epiphanies, the burning bushes – if you will, are equally likely to be living in the in-between moments. Every thing that lives in the in between holds a lesson.
Between being surrounded by others, and being alone in silence, what character takes up that space?
Seriously.
?
With that answer in mind, the rest of life unfolds.
if Yoga is a metaphor for life, and the body is the vessel for yoga… the body is a metaphor for universal life.
For instance, the moment between feeling right-side up and having the world unexpectedly turned upside-down, what transpires? Because, really, how many curve balls does life offer? Isn’t life itself a curveball? Life as a human; did anyone have time to prepare for that one?
So everything is the same in that it is part of the experience of the laws of this reality, whatever that “reality” may mean.
The instant between standing on two feet and standing on two hands, the catalyst for disorder, disorientation, how does the mind change? If the body serves as a metaphor, what is the reaction of the system as whole? Mind? Body? Gravity?!
An undefined beauty lives here. A true potential to see what doesn’t have a name, it cannot be defined.
Literally speaking, this asana has no name. It simply reveals the lesson, should the student be listening. So “good” and “bad” don’t apply. It’s truth.
Revelation in an inbetween moment.