Movement is art. Blessed meditation this morning brought me back to the moment, and grounding into the Now. Today, I remembered that my movement practice is a gift to me, to feel myself inside my body, to seek out the edges of my ability, not based on what I have done in the past or what I wish I could do now, but what I am doing. Now. In each moment.
It is so easy to let the mind wander to these old familiar grounds, where silence and stillness is experienced in the body while the mind twists and wanders. My work right now is to reverse this.
Be fully in the body, the movement, and still the mind.
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