Bodies27 Mar, 2017
I love bodies.
I love curve, curl and crunch.
I love breath, and hands, and awakeness, blinking.
I love the cool, giving floor along the plain of my foot, finding new terrain in each peach-petal step.
I love our heads, our hair, our necks, and the way we extend from here into the beyond here, again and again.
I love music.
I love finding ourselves again and again in the beat, in the ambient, in the ringing bells of awake air.
This heart, this place.
We make a place of our bodies, an offering of our movement, a gift to the lips of God like a sweet mug of honey.
We are one body-dancing-bodies, opening down.
Each moment a prayer, each moment a blessing.
Singing the gift of the world back to itself.