Early in my yoga career, I attended a class In which the instructor spent 10-15 minutes on Mountain Pose, or Tadasana in Sanskrit. I recall being immersed in it at the time, and puzzled later. How could standing on one’s own two feet be so complicated? I also recall being amused – and bemused – that Mountain Pose even had a name as a distinct pose. And teachers seemed to think it had to be practiced!
I thought I “got it” ...
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