It’s pretty dismal here in Northeastern Massachusetts. After a few days when we saw some sun and it was relatively seasonable, it’s rainy and chilly. But on the way into the University I spied some daffodils by the side of the road. Bright and upright, they stood in stark contrast to their environs and that has made a huge difference.
Sometimes in yoga we deliberately pursue contrast as a way to learn something. We do asymmetric poses, for instance. Or in the style I teach, we might ask a student momentarily to compare what we consider an optimal alignment to one we consider less than optimal.
Where would we be with undifferentiated sameness, without contrast? One answer to this question consistently has been nowhere. Another is everywhere. So in the contrast is unity of experience, or intelligence brought to it. That is how contrast makes a difference.