I fell and face planted everyday for a long, long time. The left side of my b…
I fell and face planted everyday for a long, long time.
The left side of my body is distinctly unlike the right. The times I've broken ribs, the times I've broken my jaw, the rod that was in my leg after my car accident. The plates in my face and skull after the assault.
Every little bit of my history adds up to this body as it is, and I'm so grateful to have it... It is such a wonderful instrument for contemplation. By returning to practice time and again, a practitioner begins to notice where the imbalances are and can go into them to gently encourage balance. And, by going into the weaker parts lovingly, also a kind of acceptance of what is can take place. In the act of dispassionate curiosity built on love and wonder, the bodymind organism begins to thrive. The imbalances aren't the enemy. Neither is the mind, nor the body. They just are what they are-- and by concentrating and looking inside,a quiet spectacle of infinite bliss reveals her dance.
The left side of my body is distinctly unlike the right. The times I've broken ribs, the times I've broken my jaw, the rod that was in my leg after my car accident. The plates in my face and skull after the assault.
Every little bit of my history adds up to this body as it is, and I'm so grateful to have it... It is such a wonderful instrument for contemplation. By returning to practice time and again, a practitioner begins to notice where the imbalances are and can go into them to gently encourage balance. And, by going into the weaker parts lovingly, also a kind of acceptance of what is can take place. In the act of dispassionate curiosity built on love and wonder, the bodymind organism begins to thrive. The imbalances aren't the enemy. Neither is the mind, nor the body. They just are what they are-- and by concentrating and looking inside,a quiet spectacle of infinite bliss reveals her dance.