𝒟𝒾𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓁𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇 𝒯𝒾𝓈𝓈𝓊𝑒
Nov. 28th. 22
Move your body.
I know it’s hard sometimes.
Stillness being familiar and safe.
Humans taught to be warriors made of cement and smooth marble.
Beautiful. Glorious. Still.
Taught to contract.
Hold everything in and look fine.
Hide every emotion inside.
Be tough. Strong. In line.
Nobody wants to hear you whine.
But your body, so wise.
Will keep that stored emotion
It’ll store it in your muscles
In your body
In your mind
You are an animal.
You are meant to be wild
To fuck, to sleep, to eat
To roar and wail when things threaten or scare you
You weren’t meant to be still when a tiger tears at your limbs
You weren’t meant to be still when someone you love shatters you’re heart
You weren’t meant to be still when the cost of sitting in an office all day makes you want to explode
You were meant to make noise, to sweat, to move, to respond, to cry, to be wild
To make a fucking mess
And then be done with it.
You can do it at home.
It can be our little secret.
But do it.
Tear at your pillows, tantrum, growl.
You’ll be frozen at first. Because that’s what we’re taught.
But make noise and show up and then see what comes up.
You can be wild and professional
You can be wild and powerfully in control
You can be in your nature and wear parts of civilization by choice- decorate yourself with it. And don’t forget what’s underneath.
You can be both.