Integrating… embodying…
Keeping a slow pace…
Letting go of boundaries…
Building my own cocoon so the darkness and the winter season can continue…
Focus on touch, the sensations on my skin…
A solar eclipse in my living room…
Moments of silence at dinner Christmas eve…
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At times carefully at time carelessly I gather all the pieces the pieces of something that seems known to me long ago I knew it by heart I put the pieces together mixing them with what I already recalled The heaviness gives me rhythm that pressing bends my bones…
. what made the glass spill? what made the earth stand still? what made the winds sing in the skies? what frightened the cat? . within a crescent moon there are infinity bodies waiting to be caught .