keeping the rythm of 2h of exercise here and there… it’s becoming a part of life now, not an obligation but a desire and a need… in a good sense. feeling the muscles in my legs and enjoying everytime i wake up to stretch my body, to feel my bones and my skin and my growing strengh. one day when i couldnt sleep i went on the roof to move with the wind, it was magical in the night closer to the sky… i felt so free and alive.
and about the rest, feeling good, feeling love. the structure is not anymore the enemy or the unconquerable dream… but something real, something already happening, making it happen little by little, step by step, showing up, being there, a safe bet, a safe place for me to come back to. wonderous path towards the mountain everest