Posted in trusting the body on Jul 26th, 2010
by DDMcPherson (excerpt from new novel) She let her breath sink oily and heavy into the bottom of her pelvis, then drew it up, hand-over-hand, along the center of her body. It made its quiet way into her head. where it spread, tickling the inside of her skull. Her breath touched its tendrils gingerly along [...]
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I watched an apocalyptic storm over Casco Bay for two hours, as I had watched long twilights at Summer Movement Monastery this past June. Gray-green skies erupted in pummeling rain, rolled with gunshot cracks & cannon booms. At first my body didn’t touch the ground. I breathed. Gravity took me. My tissues unwound. The storm [...]
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I was raising my front window, the sort that opens down so you can wash the outside easily, which has a faulty latch. It swung down and bonked me on the head. It’s heavy. I felt my neck crunch. So there were three options: ~ Follow my body. ~ After checking Google to to learn [...]
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