think, speak and act the change
I fell in love with my body yesterday. It is not a superficial, egotistical love, but a love awakened by gratitude, appreciation and whole perspective. A love that makes me want to never take advantage...never abuse...only make it feel good... in the instances when it doesn't, only make it feel better.
I have a very curious body...it likes to feel much, it likes to explore, I suspect because it knows (I know) this will be our last time in this form... the last time I have a human body...
How interesting... to see it this way... what would we do, with our body? How would we treat it? What would we put into it? How would we experience it if we knew we would never have it this human again? I feel our senses would heighten, I sense we would love it in a different way, a more romantic way. We'd realize that it is ours, through thick and thin. We would fall in love with our skin, our touch, our ability to feel the droplets. We would fall in love with our temperature, with how it reacts, and more endearingly, how it responds... how it gives itself to our will... allows us to do with it what we will... to be molded, and melded. What a beautiful thing we've been given. A soul, given this vehicle, this vessel that takes us places, only wants us to get there. I can't go back now... I can't take it for granted anymore, especially when I know that there are other souls dreaming, to explore... No, I have fallen in love with this gift, and this opportunity. I love my body, I love the way it moves, the way it feels, and what it can do. I love all it's peculiarities... it's my body and I know there will never be another one like it. I know it's up to my higher conscious to guide it... to shelter it (as much as I let it flow), to foster it (as much as I let it grow), to listen to it, respect it, and let it rest, as much as I let it go.