Last night I was exhausted. Emotionally fraught. Out of balance. I wanted to roll on my side into a ball and make myself really, really small. And I almost stayed at home and made myself into a ball for my midget cat to perch on.
Instead I went to yoga, where one of my regular instructors seemed to read my mind. She threw me a dark chocolate (yum) and talked about how she wanted to play with size. She commented on how when things are bad, our tendency is to get smaller.
This was a glorious practice, and exactly what I needed, so there were a plethora of poses to choose from, but I am choosing Mountain, or Tadasana, because it is SUCH a great pose to do big. Open heart, big arms, head thrown back, strong legs. It fills your lungs with air and is a great break for your legs and shoulders, while allowing them to tingle with energy as you pull your stomach in and scoop you tailbone.
Ta-da. . . . Tadasana!!