The ice slowly changes form- it’s frozen identity dying, breaking up becoming another version of itself.
The land is waking up as the sun shows itself more hours in the day and thaws the sleep from our eyes.
We work, not allowing the set up determine our efficacy for it is our intent, what we desire, that drives our vision.
We work, allowing new people to enter our lives, feeling their struggles and the similarity of all humans figuring out how to maneuver the land.
Our bodies hold the keys with their fractures and adhesions…..the straps within that bind and fight our desire to move freely. Our bodies give feedback to our brain, the originator of thoughts and all the chemicals that course through our tissues.
Fix the body, and the brain will do it’s own breakup- thoughts changing form, perception altered as the environment encasing it is changed.