Hello Friend.

This morning I had the rare occurrence of waking into a state of dread and panic. I was stricken with fear and nearly paralyzed in my ability to move through the feeling. It was a gift in disguise. Because of this, I was able to inspect some language and ways of seeing my panic that I had not before, and also found that even in the most difficult of challenges, coming to my breath as a way forward was possible. Check out the sit and let me know what moves for you.

We touched on two pieces from Appalachian Elegy in today’s sit. Yesterday we had audio issues, so I revisited the piece from then and opened into the new piece right after.

Appalachian Elegy 43 bell hooks when the dawn is still almost dark I rise restless watch the morning come sly slow movement into light from shadow play an unveiling inside this dark heart a yearning to live as nature lives surrendering all Appalachian Elegy 44. bell hooks fly high dreaming bird higher and higher on the wire of time no road blocks no stopping to think through why wings flap what makes the worthy soar only this pure heaven right now sky high

Thanks for being here today, and for tending to the part of you and the part of me that is open to be received.

All In Love,

Michael

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