Alone I am touched. My core, rock. "Do not breathe" but I cannot not! Presence touches me, the twine loosens. My belly fills like the surging in of the tide. Light floods in, colour, humanity. And i am alone but present with the world, feeling my veins my breath my nose...
What trepidation these first few breaths, as I step from the shuttle into this new world. The atmosphere tickles my skin and i look around at my new home... life feeling colour earth depth sensation
Who is this person who sits here? I will like to know! There is joy inside and excited fear too. I feel a whole man newly woken from sleep skin recently shed eyes newly open emerging from his rock cave prison walking into the light blurry eyed but alive and whole once again
I wrote this in response to the daily poem a few days ago called "Please" by Denholm Forrest Thornton http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1228995/please/ I strongly identified with the poem and wanted to share and express a part of my journey with mindfulness and in particular bringing mindfulness with the breath into my body and feelings. I hope the poem is not too out there to be enjoyed or understood.