In the quiet stillness of the morning, my breath is soft and steady, my mind undisturbed by the pull of the external. The energetic quality of my being in this moment is in a state of equanimity.
Stillness, the act of being. Movement the act of becoming. The two interwoven into the fibers of my body. Asanas hold a container for energy and breath. My steady meditation seat a vehicle for shake to do her dance of thought, images and memory - floating, intermingling in the space of my mind. Tap into the steadier rhythm of breath to tame, to quell, to soothe . . .
I forget that this energizing principle is also at play in my daily life. The ebb and flow of motivation and inspiration coming and going like waves on the shore. There are moments of quiet reflection and moments of action. Shakti's untapped potential is always there, waiting to bring forth inspired moments of creativity and resourcefulness, but it is the moments spent in stillness that make space for her to invigorate and animate.
As my body settles into a pose, the breath inspires more connection, fuels a sense of spaciousness. The steadiness of my gaze, whether towards an internal or external point, allows the mind to quiet, to let go of enactment and take a step closer to embodiment.