About two weeks ago preparing for an evening walk with my four-legged companion, what I thought was a step turned into a grand jete that did not end well.
I’m reminded of a dance called falling that i created decades ago. i was exploring my own resistance to loss of control. throwing myself to floor again and again and then rising to the height of my relevee, made me sick to my stomach. still it was one of the meditations that gave me some acceptance of my human condition.
I’m reminded of a dance called falling that i created decades ago. i was exploring my own resistance to loss of control. throwing myself to floor again and again and then rising to the height of my relevee, made me sick to my stomach. still it was one of the meditations that gave me some acceptance of my human condition.
Ah yes . . . the human condition!