riverbeds return to flow

belly to ground limbs all at angles sounding breath courses through the throat and as a dried long awaiting river bed floods with the flow of water, connective tissues burst with cellular breath and flow of juiciness returns. It frees itself it plays with space and i am presented to now. Pauses exquisitely yield me. Heart plexus radiates into my face, i am smile. There is freedom. Flow modulates the moment and nothing is too much. Presence, shared perception of all that is, attuning to consciously knowing all is more than this. . .

Consciousness and a stream

I believe nothing, and still, i have immense faith

i know i am more than the experience

to unstick fixed form, i move myself through streets and woods and fields

inside outside continuum vibrates, swirls, shifts and breath is now.  A trickle of a stream iridescent in the sunshine, mirrors the blood in my veins, as fluids yearn to return to source, to heart for rest, underground for containment, ocean of origin and evaporated into these thoughts.

a map of cells

we change cell by cell.

this site captures moments of awareness in words and pictures, related to movement, consciousness, and the unfolding of self .

the authentic witness, many body-mind maps and curiosity of place and space mark the territory of enquiry.

witness, move in your cells and create your own visions