A Letter to a Pose

Dear Press Up Handstand,
I hope to meet you someday. Today, I was trying to learn more about you on my yoga mat. A recent purchase of a physioball was even made so that I could strengthen my core and practice balancing on my hands while resting my legs on top of the ball and trying to pull them up. Tough work! Don't be offended, but I was wondering why you're so elusive; so few seem to actually find you. Is it the upside down thing? The mastery of "floating" that you find from deep inner strength? Please advise. I think my on-mat adventures of chasing you have taught me something. It doesn't matter if we actually ever meet. The fact that you're there and that someone has met you is good enough. In my journey to find you, I am becoming stronger and more focused and more integrated and more refined. It seems to be that way with all you elusive poses that hang out together on the mountain top (say hi to chakorasana for me). It's less about meeting you and more about what I find out about myself along the way. Thank you for being there and even if I never see you, I will have had a full and joyful life.

Namaste,
Erin