Most of what we observe in life is constantly undergoing a process of change or movement including ourselves. Is there something in us that is unchanging and constant?

If you see a moving bus pass by, what do you notice? If you were to freeze its motion in form of a picture what do you notice?

When we sit in meditation, in the voluntary stillness of body their is a gentle but continuous movement of breath.

There is Movement in Stillness. But is there stillness in movement?