Like everyone else, I want to experience living fully.

So I’m enjoying paying attention to the ways that I don’t want to live fully; to the ways that I don’t show up. From the moment that I press the snooze button to the ease at which fear can cancel plans.

When the bed beckons, and I lie down in it for a moment, and it feels so good- what was the contrast that preceded it that opened the bed up to such a pleasureful experience?

What is that?

I’m enjoying this conversation between the two places that I’ve become conscious to. It was always there. I just hadn’t realized I was having it.

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