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  • It started with an observation I made while nail-clipping.
    How natural the role of primary caregiver to my self!
    How comforting it felt to be able.

    Reaffirming to appreciate myself openly, unashamedly
    all these years paring cuticles, re-investing hands & feet.
    Peaceful swelling slowly spilling, equanimity.

    How gratifying to be aware; watching me watch!
    How simple practices are conduits of attention & focus can be used
    to cleanse the ledges where we look. Dust from our leaves.

    How much gratitude for this incarnation of soul!
    How much better working together!
    I can tell when I touch me with kindness.

    Tactile the sense of being, it has a physicality,
    an embodiment which encumbers, grows frail
    but without which I cannot soar.

    Body limited magnificent, empowered to comply;
    wonderful weave our biochemistry,
    being humanity.

    How satisfying so small (in a universe)
    filled with awe for it in me, so thankful
    for twenty minutes, quiet self-devotion.

    Softly, slowly
    gently the snail,
    whose home hurls through the darkness & light.
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