The Edge

Last night I went to a ski movie premier that a friend of a friend is a star in. The name of the movie is Under the Influence. As I sat in the SF coliseum theatre looking up at incomprehensible miles of snow, besides getting totally stoked to snowboard I started to think. Staring up in full body awe at these guys lives and how the whole theatre was on the edge of their seats just watching them do what it is they love and do best I couldn't help but think about this thing called the edge. Professional skiers and snowboarders push an obvious edge every time they get on a mountain, but don't we all in some way? Aren't we on the top of a mountain everyday, free falling into the unknown? Or at least, shouldn't we be living in this way? 

In yoga class we encourage you to find your edge in a pose: the place where there is resistance and comfort simultaneously. By playing with your edge your body naturally opens up and before you know it your new edge is way beyond the old limited edge. I think this translates beautifully into all the edges we come to in life. It's not always comfortable to be on edge all the time and of course it's important to rest in comfortability but isn't the edge truly what we are living for? Of course we are all different and have different edges and ways that we approach them. For example, what makes a man able to jump out of a helicopter and drop down an untouched mountain but unable to tell the woman he loves how he feels. Some times we can be larger than life and other times the height seems too far to fall. How does it feel to sit on your own personal edge? I am inspired to and encourage you to find your edge everyday in some way. We may just surprise ourselves.