Standing as a Mountain

Standing as a mountain: 

it's just standing tall, one of the simplest asanas, feet in deep connection to the ground, and the spine lengthen in a reach towards the sky. Tadasana has become a favorite pose of mind, standing as a mountain, an easy sense of stillness, mindful of breath and the smallest aspects of my posture. Mountains are alive with subtle motion, they are a bedrock for ecosystems to form, not biologically classified as life, yet they are teeming with diversity that can't truly be separated from their ground of being. 

they are indeed a living thing. 

and standing as a mountain, arriving to that point of stillness where I become aware of subtlest motion of my own body, alive with the same diversity, being more truly a field of energy for the solid stance of my appearance. That's the beauty of this pose, coming to know my aliveness by simply standing tall and still, not seeking motionless, but finding myself aware of my body as a wave of energy and life, sensing each cell in cooperation with another, joined in their effect of creating my existence. 

tadasana, standing as a mountain. 

aware. 

a bedrock for an ecosystem to form.

this is the truest sense of yoga, its very essence, arriving to this place where stillness exist as motion, not a separate event as all, but one thing in cause of reality. This one pose has become end point of my practice, all of yoga contained within the moment of my hold. It's taken me a near lifetime to come to this conclusion, and even now it seems as if I'm only, finally, beginning. That's the beauty of standing as a mountain, time has little meaning, the awareness here is ageless, and I am called to simply surrender to this pose, tadasana, tall and sure of my existence. 

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Peace, Eric