i am the digging
the rootstock
and the rotting
i am the burrowing
and the dank dark
to be furrowed
i am the big lungs
the bright eyes
i am the soft thighs
the in between
sighs
i am the sweat
that makes you
so uncomfortable
and the scent of it too
i am the arch
of the spine
of the foot
and the press
that keeps us
planted
i am ground
to your sky
roots
to your reaching
i am home
to your leaving
i am part
of the way
you know
if only you’d stay
i am pain too
sometimes
i am your (sorry) suffering
the entanglement
you need
to loosen
you go transcend!
move up in the world
be dazzled by the light
and the promise
of something/someone better
while i hunker down
into the sweet assurance
that this could be it
A reminder from the body. And a reflection on the tensions that can appear to exist between us—and within us—as we navigate the complexity of living an earthly, spiritual life.
embodiment—transcendence
bottom up—top down
feminine—masculine—non-binary
self-acceptance—self-improvement
presence—manifestation
capacity—non-attachment
pleasure—asceticism
erotica—control
animal body—purity
the one who stays—the one who leaves
physical beings having a spiritual experience—spiritual beings having a physical experience
PHOTO: Emily Whiting for Wild Yoga Africa
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