Moving. Wheeling. Diving and ducking.
Expressing music with my body.
Feeling restrictions in my patient’s bodies.
Flying down a mountain on skis or a mountain bike.
Running for 50 miles.
Perfecting every movement of my forms until they are precise,
and then making them even better.
Breathing into each move.
The joy of using my body to express.
The joy of being in my body.
Fully alive.
Aware of all life around me.
My brothers the hawks.
My sisters the bobcats.
My daughters the hummingbirds.
Outside. Where all things live.