Heavy, heavy October, that's the truth of it

October 2023/ Nightmares & Morning Pages

10/1: I want to trust that this body knows beginnings intuitively, that the sigh that escapes my lips was released when it had to be, a kind of harmony between breath and clay, air bursting from its folds, a heart beating blindly, blind to past, blind to future. What happens when we become in ways we don’t yet recognize? When the body holds the controls…