Full-Bodied PIvot

I open the kitchen door to the garage and the light through the side window hits the empty concrete, my car in the shop for over a week now waiting seemingly-endlessly for a part.

I lace up my skates and I dance. “Crazy Legs,” that move that was so impossible, so hard to do, now comes easily.

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♬ Only Time – Enya

My heart is loose and running wild, as usual but more so lately. I’m fully feral now. My bike and I are limitless.

I can barely sit still during rare Zoom meetings. I crave the rain on my skin, and nature complies with days and days of it.

I have lost all interest in the blah blah blah of all the reasons we can’t do this and that and this and that and I just do them anyway.

I am pivoting. I know this. I feel this. As a life-long kinesthetic experiential learner, I trust this — and embrace it full-bodied.

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♬ Pivot Point – Bleeding Fingers

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