Your body never lies.

I didn’t know why I needed a body. I have always had a very strong bond with him. I have never denied the joy it can give, nor despised its needs, but I have understood that I am not only and not so much a body.

Sometimes people think that the body is necessary in order to feed it well, to move from one interesting place to another, to have sex and sports with the help of it, and so they do, not always going anywhere with their body. Of course, for a while, I thought there was some truth to that, too. It reminds people every day that they are mortal and that they are afraid.

And why it is really necessary, I realized recently.



You're where your body is. That's why it is. It was as simple as ever, right under my nose. But I was so stupid. My body used to walk the streets, but I wasn’t with it, because my mind took me as far as possible. The mind wandered to completely different places, it rushed headlong into tomorrow and began to lament in it for various reasons.

He was worried about the future and determined how and what to do best. He planned something, as if he imagined that this body would serve me forever. Or I started dreaming and dreaming while my body walked the streets. But I wasn't with him.

I wasn't with him when I was walking, when I was lying in a bath of water, when I was driving in a car, when I was chatting with friends, I was so often not where my body was.

• I was gone. I thought.
  
  
• I didn't live, I thought.
  
  
• I thought I would.
  
  
• I thought I would.
  
  
• I thought that was when it was.
  
  
• I thought, now of course, I can not be satisfied with ALL, because for this it takes a little more, well, quite a little, well, what is there to sly, the very drop, do I want something incredible? Just this, this, this and that.
  
  

And then.

And then nothing would have changed. There would just be new desires. And then again. And more. This greed knows no bounds. It's not enough. She's stupid and insatiable and she kills you day after day. It makes you empty and dissatisfied. All I had to do was stay where my body was. Mind, soul, and heart. It showed me where I was. What I need to see and hear and touch and breathe.

Sometimes I did. When I saw the sea or the ocean, I was always where I was.When you swallow salt water and scream with joy, where else can you be? And my mind was silent. He was silent when I made love. I kept silent when I was sincere and did exactly what my heart told me. But those moments were short. Very short. Compared to huge periods of thinking.



Yeah, but the body never lies. Never. It can't do that. Unlike the mind, it has sincerity, it is not able to twist and lie. And if you lie, it starts to hurt. What else would he do? To bring you back to reality? Nothing. You have to be where your body is.



And if you think that the body is most important to you, that without something related to it, your life will be miserable, the body will most likely deny you exactly what is so important to you. And you won't be able to do that. What's so important to you. It seems so cruel at times, yes.

Terribly cruel and unjust. But it's not. There’s nothing more important than something else. Absolutely nothing. It's one and it's all important. Or vice versa, everything is not so important, because you can overplay at any time. And start over.





Every time they drop their hands. . .I'm so tired of being strong...

As my body walked the streets, that was the most important thing. And the most beautifully unimportant. And I had to enjoy this street walk. That was all it took. Feet and hands, air and light. I could even whistle under my nose. Your nose could smell everything. I had nothing else. But it was so much. I didn't understand that.Now I remind myself of it as often as possible. I'm where my body is.published





Author: Elvira Khmelnitskaya



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