"feel how naturally the body softens,
how simple it is in this moment to forgive myself
for thinking I should be anything but what I am."
This so beautifully follows yesterday's thought.
"To say yes to the body". . .
even when it's irrationally irritable,
and embarrassing to be connected to.
What does the mind know anyway?
It's operating on its own programmed
set of assumptions and judgements.
Churning expectations, motives and conclusions
out of simple, mostly innocent circumstances.
I choose to stick close to the heart...
even when it feels heavily guarded,
even when its skipping beats, or racing.
It's movement is poetry.
kastilwell
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