here i are. breathing in the sum of existence. breathing in today and the moment with all it’s sharp pain and ecstatic joy.
the feeling of being cared for in a specific way. (like a lover making you breakfast. like a friend hugging you when you aren’t okay.)
the feeling of coming back to a grounded sense of being in the world that is with the breath. in, out, in, out. paddle, paddle. duck under the wave, paddle, paddle. flow through it.
downward dog, upward dog. hands together at the top of the mat. in, out, in, out. feel it in your feet. come home. run slowly. run faster. let the feelings flow out in the energy of the movement. let them go from where they are being held in me. flow through it.
movement. breathe in. breathe out. it’s going to be beautiful. compost has it’s own particular purpose. the challenges of today can be faced and there are people who exist in the world who want to be true. i’ve seen them. i know some of them. i am becoming one of them.
breathe in, let the anger flow down, down, down. sadness. loss. disappointment. vulnerability had and not reciprocated. anger. down, down, breathe and here i am at the end of the run with myself again. found in the moment as i cool down. Flow through it.
if i remember being held i begin to remember that even the trespasses against me can be turned into something good. something that is healing for the world through me. forgive me. teach me how to forgive. let it go. hold it and then let it go.
learn from wisdom in a way that respects future generations. wisdom doesn’t have to prove herself. her children bear witness to her and honor her. because she is.
in, out, in, out, in, out, in, out.
come home. it’s all happening and i get to be here for it. what a wild and precious life.
structures of home 