[PHOTO: If my emotional landscape were an actual landscape...]
Y’all, I’m calling it: the body is back. It’s tired of the self concept that humans are advanced computers. Couldn't be less true.
The past three years have been WILD. My body is not joking around. It is ready to feel 24/7 and be taken seriously, not as a "too-sensitive" liability but as a compass, a portal to the self, and understanding. It is wise beyond what I can even explain.
The body contains emotion, the stuff of life! It moves me to love and make art and create. How about you??
I'm ready to step into an era of body not as object but as companion, building true emotional intelligence, honesty, and perceptiveness, where we all learn to feel, empathize, and play together again. 💓👾🦎
P.s. Shout-out to the hypersensitive dramatic passionate empaths out there reading this who feel in muuufuuuuing color, I see you.
Something sweet for your ear holes, or even your eye ballz