Intimacy is a Language of the Body

Even when we are exploring intimacy more “casually” or with less labels of commitments to the future - we must still lean into the pulsing open of the heart for intimacy to truly be felt.

The spiral always brings me back to the fact that I am purely, simply just a writer. It tunes me back into facing the question I asked myself four years ago of, is this enough? So here I am again, with my coffee and keyboard, exploring exactly that.

There’s an aching we all have that pulls us towards living. And a fear we all hold that contracts us into not quite living enough. I’ve been facing the confrontations of these polarities with a magnitude that many won’t take on. Because as I count down the days towards my next solar return - a new year with euni - I also find myself feeling a pressure to do “more” with this life I’ve been given than I have before. I frequently get feedback that I’m always doing “too much” and to “rest more.” And I’ve been challenging how I’m doing - for what reasons - in what ways - and how it feels in my body every step of the way. This process is beautifully exhausting, which in parts brings me into accepting the permission to rest.