Do Work – Be Creative – Give Fully
Only a chair can hold you like a cuddle; sitting, rocking, relaxing, spooning in a manufactured embrace.
Holding, feeling, loving and wanting; needing that cushion for comfort but more importantly, stability. To feel weightless yet weighted. To know something is there to catch and carry you. Feeling something physical in time and space letting you know you are real.
My happiness is leaning back into the shape of what sitting is meant for.
Relaxing in the moment, feeling the world echo with the heartbeat of progress.
Proceeding new with conditioning and experiences from years and moments past.
The present is now. Breathe in. Breathe out. Eyes closed, heart rested, chest growing–concave, convex.
Sitting. Living. Being.