Show Notes
There’s something in the names of the yoga poses.
In some, we see animals — cobra, eagle, frog — and in others, the shapes of nature itself.
But then there are the names that carry a weight of reverence: the sages.
Not just historical figures, but luminous presences from the pages of myth and memory.
When we step into a sage pose, we are — for a moment — in the company of the Masters.
This is The Shape of Meaning, and today, we remember them
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The divine feminine is not limited to gender but is the timeless, universal energy that embodies creation, intuition, compassion, and transformation.
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