look at yourself. like, really, look at you. look yourself in the eyes. look at your hands, touch your body. look at your temple. can you get rid, even for a few seconds, of all those judgements, all those false expectations, all those limiting conditions? can you comprehend so profoundly how this body that you are carrying is your precious temple? how this is the tool you were given (or that you chose, who knows?) to experience this insane and magical happening that being alive is? today i was looking at the cloudy horizon and reading its poetry when suddenly, i felt my body calling me. come back home.. oh, hey! i had forgotten about you. i feel i was just meeting you to criticise you. oh hey, i’m coming home. i am feeling you. i am reading you. oh, thank you. thank you for being my most profound guide and to give me the signs i need when i simply don’t listen to anything else around me. thank you for allowing me to be here. thank you for your strength. thank you for your sensitivity. thanks for this infinite combination of sensations you allow me to feel. oh hey, i feel you. i love you. @olivianachle ...read more