Step into Liquid - on Movement as The Thing We Seek

A Body of Work Spirals Open + is there a difference between soul, mind & body? (hint: no)

There are things I want to say, but I’m not sure what the words are yet. You ever feel like that? I guess that’s why movement has always been a salve for me. A conduit of emotion for when words just won’t do it. 

I mean… it’s always the movement that comes first anyway. The feeling in my belly or my legs or my neck. The tingling. The desire. The urge to… well, I don’t know until I do. You know? You do, I know you do. 

Movement. Oh, what a funny thing to write about. What a paradox. What a beautiful challenge because of course, how can one encompass in words what takes an entire body to express. A body of work. The phrase ripples through me like light in the water. Like the way it feels to get into the pool for the first time all summer. The water, strangely soft, perfectly body temperature. I feel like nothing. And everything. Pure presence. Floating. One with the liquid. 

In my most connected moments, this is what movement is. Pure presence. Liquid. Flow. Deep listening. Boundless strength. The rest is simply the process of coming closer to that space. Moving beneath the thoughts. Beneath the stories. Beneath the judgements. Beneath anything that is not sensation itself, emerging from that infinite spaciousness that begins and ends with my body. 

What happens when you listen to a body is often surprising. Well... what happens when you let yourself follow its direction, to be more accurate. Trusting intuition. It’s different than thinking - yet the same. Thinking with tongues and lips and fingertips. Thinking with the whole system. 

Thinking about thinking… what’s that all about? There is this thing we do: judging. Thinking isn’t the issue. Spiraling isn’t the issue. Judging isn’t the issue either. None of it is. What is the issue then? When we don’t allow it to move. In the spirals that so naturally weave through the psyche. Through the body. The soul, soaring, joyous, circling life.

Soulbody. Bodymind. All the same thing. What if you could spiral into presence? What if that’s actually always what you’re doing? There’s a stark difference between those looping ruminations and the way thoughts wander naturally, through the light, through the darkness. Waves colliding. Droplets rippling into infinity. Let it be. Let it! And better yet. Move. Move with it. As it. Through it. 

Through is the way. And as I said - there is no difference between mind and soul and body. That the words are separate is blasphemous. However, you may be blind to the way one manifests through all the others. Levels of awareness deepening, layers intertwining, the fascia woven through everything. 

Touch one strand and the whole web quivers, remember?

Remember this. You are an interconnected web. Your body is a map paving the way to everything, revealing, moment by moment, the process in motion. It’s already happening. Yes! 

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