How often do you get the chance to tune into your heart?

It was as if we both sat down at a shared table and emptied out our heavy backpacks one item at a time so we could lovingly witness the weight of what each of us had been carrying around.

And after gently laying each item out on the table (sharing with each other)...

We both felt lighter and more liberated.

Relieved.

Less alone.

How do you possibly choose permission over pressure, especially when it comes to your relationship with your body?

And how do you listen to what your body needs and wants more than all of the "shoulds"?

I was thinking this morning about how dressing up in costume allows us to access different perspectives AND different parts of ourselves.

Parts that we may have forgotten about.

When we see things differently, we gain access to choices we didn't know were there.

[And we don't have to wait until Halloween to try on a different perspective - we can access to it any ol' day of the week!]