Love, to love truly is the bravest thing. Love. To love truly is the bravest thing. Love, love. To love truly is to know God.
My Amy
There is a woman named A. A sees that capitalism has infiltrated the American spirit. She listens to the news, mostly paralyzed. Her ability to articulate has been reduced to cuss words, letters, and numbers. Perhaps they are related to statistics. Perhaps she is counting her appendages. She has forgotten about God. She does not bother climbing the walls or shouting.
“Tttttt-two-two (pause) million ttwenty-thous (silence) 11(winces) shit.. Ah, Ah Ah, B-b-b-d-e-5-5-5-groan. Sssssssss77…goddamn!"
Julia’s ReLISH/reLache:
Mine
Relish my experience
My way—the way I like
Oberve desires and impulses
Maintain awareness of internal processes
Be aware of the confluence of trillions of cell activity to make this dance
Know that I have access to my movement from now, then, and soon across distances of
time
Ayako’s 10 night’s Dream:
Be transparent- This reminds me of the conscious practice of experiencing life both in the moment and in the floating place observing the sensory experience
Bringing the awareness to the form of the muscles in the way they connect the extremes of the body to one another makes awareness of the energetic movement within the body/space more achievable. In a similar way, bringing my awareness to my senses, to the minutia of movements within my body and without, brings my mind to the space of meditation.
