What I’ve been liking is that, though I generally begin with a sense of obligatory gloom, this practice invariably morphs into fun midway once endorphins kick in. Also, I need the purposeful parameter to simply get off the floor where I’ve blobbed down far too often, glazing off into dreamy stretching that is little better than a nap. Of course I love napping, but when stressed (as I had been for many months) napping became an escape rather than a healing. Opening the door of self-witness was something that I’d gotten out of practice with, not being able to tolerate much self-contact. Now that things have levelled out, I need to jump back inside. Perpetual Motion gets all my sleepy synapses popping, and my body wakes into her story.

In terms of combining this pratice with Shadow & Light, I’ve found the right side of my body being very busy with space and time, very punchy, so Perpetual Motion suits the right side’s process.