Letter To My Body

Dear Body,

We are inseparable, you and I. 
I wake up with you, and I go to to bed with you.
I check in with you every day on the mat.
We move together, sweat together, shake together. 
We dance together in the kitchen.
We are strange dancers you and I, but we have fun.
We walk on sandy beaches together. 
We hike miles and miles and miles.
And yes, your arms are too long to your torso, and your shoulders are round, and you are not the tallest of the bunch, but you are beautiful, dear Body, and you're MINE.

Sometimes I neglect you.
I find myself forgetting how lucky I am to have you by my side - strong when you need to be, soft when I allow, and healthy with the floods of disease and sickness gushing through our world. 
Sometimes I forget about you when I sit on the couch and watch a movie.
I drift to a world outside of you, Body.
I sometimes enjoy that, actually.
But when I am back to you, and I remember to honor your existence... I want to delve deeper and to get to know you better. Can you do the splits, Body? Can you dance in a way you've never danced before? How do you know to reach a hand over to a sad friend? How do you know to hold a newborn baby's head up high?
I never told you those things. You just KNEW them. Like you know to go to sleep at night, and you know to wake up in the morning, and you know how to make love, and you know how to breathe those sweet anchoring breaths of life into every step we make in this world. 

You are my Shepard, Body. And you gently lead me through fields of sensations. 
Sometimes I call the tingling of sensations 'PAIN', sometimes I call it 'PLEASURE.' 
But either way I feel your sensations with every move, with every touch. 
You are priceless, MY body. I wouldn't change you for the world. 

Thank you for the feels, the joy, the tickles, the tightness, the pain, the ALIVENESS.
​Thank you for being there since the start of my life, and thank you in advance for being there 'till its end.

With love, and more love, and more love...

Your mind and soul.