Posture, walking, sitting, are moments of profound reunion.
Twisted, even ill, the body expresses the embrace of the worlds,
both a gushing impulse and a welcoming receptacle,
the posture of sitting, of walking, or lying down,
this body in space, when it enters into practice and becomes a fountain,
in a bursting jet toward the sky, falling back into the wide ocean.
Notes & Silence 
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