Speaking with the body. Using eyes, posture, breath, all reaching out to me. One energy pulling the other. Manifesting into an experience that shakes the heavens and earth. Once the dust settles, all that remains is the remembrance of a present moment of bliss. Oh bliss. Worth waking up for. Worth striving for. What a way to live. What a way to die. Metta.
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BB is a practicing counselor, author, and meditator in the Charlotte, NC area. View all posts by BB