I did not cry. I ran. I saw my first bobcat. I felt dense, legs like trees. I felt like things were finally moving. I was finally moving, but with great effort. I watched the light go gray and weird and wondered if when the world ends, will it be like this? Will the sun go dimmer and dimmer and will we expect less and less warmth? Thank god, not yet. For now, I turned my face up toward the sun- against all good advice- and let it go through me.
I did not cry. I ran. I saw my first bobcat. I felt dense, legs like trees. I felt like things were finally moving. I was finally moving, but with great effort. I watched the light go gray and weird and wondered if when the world ends, will it be like this? Will the sun go dimmer and dimmer and will we expect less and less warmth? Thank god, not yet. For now, I turned my face up toward the sun- against all good advice- and let it go through me.
Running and bobcats! A blessing of movement. Wishing you a beautiful week standing in your strong legs.