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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