Setting Intentions
March 2023 Slice of Life challenge
The room is a welcomed, warm, and steamy 110 degrees. I’m exhausted from moving my body and shutting off my mind from the outside world for the last hour. My body almost collapses but instead I surrender with control as I lower down to the floor. I lie on my side, using my bicep as a pillow, curled up like a baby inside it’s mother’s womb. A single bead of sweat drips down from my temple. The sweat makes its way down my cheek to the corner of my eye and joins with a single tear. The drip continues to the tip of my nose before it falls heavily into a puddle on my mat. The room is dark with tiny dim lamps in each corner. I am surrounded by others in a large room but I feel safe within my personal aloneness. I continue to let the tears escape one or two at a time. I allow myself a few minutes to release whatever it was that I held inside.
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