The Body Is Yoga

The body is yoga:

the body is yoga, already divine in the sense of its cooperation, every seeming part devoted to the whole and without any true sense of separation from their larger world. This is the yoga of ever smaller things in process of becoming another aspect of ourselves — of a singular vibration from an infinite field of stillness all the way to the purpose of cell as it performs its vital function. Our origin is of both stillness and the motion of particles becoming the very fabric of our existence, from nothingness and its arrangement as our form. Somehow there is the yoga of the body, such an intricate affair traced to those origins, the asana of a particular self held for the measure of a lifetime.

the body is yoga.

imagine any posture and its difficulties of achievement, first imagined in the mind and then every fiber of the body working for the possibility of holding the posture for just the moment of a single breath. Now imagine the posture of our bodies for an entire lifetime, the asana of our being — is it even possible that we could exist without the cooperation of the universe at large? That we first weren’t imagined in the very mind of God and that everything works through some divine order? In no sense am I implying a singular deity responsible for our creation, nor even the theory of intelligent design. This isn’t at all about theories of…