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“But wait.

Don’t you teach nervous system regulation?”

And to thee I would plea:

Yes.

Exactly.

When grief rises,

my embodiment practice does not make it disappear.

It makes me brave enough to get the hell out of bed

and fucking feel it.

I don’t flee.

I don’t outrun.

I don’t tidy it up

and I aint selling good vibes only dressed in white linen & a rose quartz yoni egg.“