What it is
Silk, rope, blindfold, waiting. Stillness removes what one does and leaves only what one feels: time, breath, listening.
How it unfolds
It is practised under constant supervision. Restraints never approach the limit of circulation, extremities are checked, and everything is released the instant the stop word is spoken. Nothing is improvised — neither the duration nor the positions.
It is not a constraint endured; it is a space. Many discover in it, for the first time, what it means to wait.