The story of our loves and losses, needs and satisfactions, joys and regrets, successes and failures.
We hold it in our shape.
Every scar, every wrinkle. Every strength, every weakness. Every tension, every ease.
Every movement, every stillness. Every inhale, every exhale.
Every cell holds our story.
We can’t change our actual past. But, we can heal the mark it has left on us. The hidden scar. The protected pain. The untaken breath.
We can shift our perspective. We can shift our shape.
We can inhale. We can exhale.
We can start a new story.