“Love’s mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.” – John Donne

1. Friction.

The body does not lie. It is a map riddled with language and a collection of images and memories. Sometimes there isn’t enough language to explain what I feel inside. This intricate system is a language in and of itself. The past, present and future are all held in the body. Some memories stored in bodies are not always memories that are awakened, but the body remembers. I’ve been surprised to learn what my body knows; however, I am not my body. My body is only temporary. It is a finite resource to the infinite source. Inside of me there is a Spark that calls, “Come to me. I am your beginning and I am your end.” Although, some of its language I cannot process with the mind, it can only be felt in the body.

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