Like a Tangram puzzle, my body used to feel fixed, reliable and understandable
The physical building blocks of my body fitted together neatly
But now sometimes I feel like I make a shape like a rabbit
twitch like a hunting fox
move like a old injured tortoise
or get stuck to the ground with wooden feet.
Living with uncertainty and change as constant companions remind me of the scramble we have for certainty.
Everything keeps changing, the impermanence and groundlessness of being human.
Rather than resisting the changes, maybe if I let go and relax in its dynamic quality…..maybe then I can move again.
And I can. Freely.