I’ve been stretching the last few nights and tonight I had the most delicious stretch and I think something has clicked. As I breathed deeper, my hips began sinking towards the ground, the earth, the center, and a way from my head, the clouds, the unknown. In that moment I switched from the “knowing” of my head to the Knowing of my body. It started to feel uncomfortable, the stretch, but I stuck with the discomfort. I breathed through it. I breathed into it. The deeper I went, a surge of energy came to me as I pushed past what I thought was my limit. Every time I wanted to stop, I postponed the decision by 3 breathes. The tools were right there, in my body. All of life’s lessons are demonstrated by something the body goes through. I sunk deeper. I found myself wanting to stay there, to stay forever breathing into my knees and calves and hips. I’ve never stretched consistently—I’ve aways been afraid that it would take me so many years to get back to where I should be. But tonight wasn’t an act for some flexible future Jesse, it was for the body that showed up right in that moment. To enjoy like a meal. A message telling me to give more to the now.