Perhaps we look to a screen because it’s too painful to remember we are mortal. To sit in our limits and let them wash over us. To embrace this body, this moment in time, this feeling, or this place. To remember again how to be a body, I do small things: I take walks so I’m not just what I think and feel. I fill a bath with Epsom salts and enjoy the feel of hot water on my tired feet. I put lotion slowly all over my body, even the squishy parts. I pause in the middle of the day to enjoy a mug of hot tea with a splash of milk. I practice inhabiting a moment, a body, a place, instead of…
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