The waves in my body greet the water in the ocean.
I free myself from the gravity of emotions, and tear finds a way to merge into the oceanic water. It is rather bitter than salty and aged than brand new.
How comforting it is that i don’t need to use a foreign language and to worry about being incorrect. It is the place that i can live with my organs.
Whenever i land on the land, everyone walks with two legs while i use my reptile brain to survive. Everyone walks and talks too fast as if they try hard to be against the gravity. I see and feel their struggles. Why can’t they just listen to the voice of air, wind, and rain..?
By the child in the water
Movement Therapy & Kinesio Psychotherapy 