“Let go of the battle. Breathe quietly and let it be. Let your body relax and your heart soften. Open to whatever you experience without fighting.”
―Jack Kornfield
How do you relax your body?
Do you hold, somewhere in your body, the memory of a tire swing? The rubber under your feet or the uncomfortable seat inside, the swoosh of air in your face and the drop in your stomach? Our bodies are not just who we are, they are also all of who we have been.
What joy of childhood is held in your body’s memory?