After Ulpan cranky from school trauma
“It’s an act of freedom”, she tells me simply. The woman with the Charlie Chips cans. To shed your past….is an act of freedom. To release the parts that causes pain and restriction. To allow the spirit to live big. To allow the body to breathe freely. For the spirit to wash in and out with the breath. To clean the body you must be able to breath. A shallow breath clogs the body. A wheezing breath is the spirit squeezing through the gook to get out. Constriction from external refusal leaves the body weary; without enough oxygen. When expression can flow freely in and out of the body it cleanses with every breath. With every stuffed impulse, the body retains the fruit and it molds. Too much mold makes the body more weary. A sneeze, a new Italian Ulpan friend told me yesterday, is when you’re are trying to find your way. I sneeze a lot. Maybe it’s the spirit forcing it’s way out. I’ve been sneezing and searching with vigorous symmetry. Michael just called. Free expression.