This body is a nomad…

I believe this body I was given for my human experience in this planet is a nomad. It feels the need to travel and move, to not get comfortable, to be pruned often to produce fruits, to grow, to develop, to adapt.

It feels as it is needed to be at the edge of what I am use to. The be at the edge of that camp fire, I mean the edge where the light of the camp fire reaches into de darkness, from which point I see nothing. Unknown, unexplored and therefore inexperienced and thus not understood.

My body needs to breath. Feel the cycles of mother earth. The cold, the warm…

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