Sometimes when I come back to my body and breath, I feel so sad.
I whisper, “I’ve missed you darling. I’m so sorry to ignore you. Thank you so much for still being here, my lover. I’ll never abandon you again.”
And we embrace and it’s beautiful and she holds and heals me like no other.
And then I break my promise. Every. Single. Time. It’s heart breaking. And yet she forgives me.
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This one gets right under my skin.
I’ve just realized that I have to love my limbic-system too, he is also in my body. Till now I’ve tended to watch it as my enemy, the one that stops me from being more embodied. Although it’s located in my head and makes me more headed and contributes to my overthinking, I have to love “him” too when I come back to my body, in a more embodied way and not at an intellectual level…I’ve realized that in a new manner now that I’ve read this…
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