Our Boundaries Move.

Our days teach the relation between control and letting go' in many ways. In our usual form, we play by the rules.
Then we embed the form in our muscles and neurons. Only when we've achieved some degree of mastery can, we let go. That's why custom builds the classic test of skill around the question: Do we have the skills to let ourselves be out of control?
We recall our times we took the test that points toward our joyful calm. All the forces of: tradition, timing, fitness and geography "attack" us. As we spar, we give our all. Many weeks pass, and we feel our strength beginning to wane.
We'll have a moment when we have no choice. We give up using our muscles and our will. We let our reflexes, our body, do what they can do on its own. Moving without thought, we best four of our "attackers," before finally being put to the floor by the fifth.
We're sure that we've failed til we hear our inner voice' cheering. We pass with flying colors. Our win' scares us. What will we do next?
The point of our scene is to give us the chance, when faced with unbeatable odds, to recognize that our personal strength is insufficient. We let go. We trust the power that we've built and rehearsed. We've practiced so it will uphold us. It does. Our body, moving on its own, executes our wishes, our urges, natural flow. We yield to the control of no control and find our balance.