Roots

Sometimes something changes the way we see life.

Afterwards, the old map may no longer work.

There may be a time of not knowing.

A time to come back down.

Back to the body.
Back to the Earth.
Back to ordinary life.
Back to what is essential.

What has changed you — what do you bring back to Earth?

We listen together.

There is room for silence, and for what has not yet found words.

Nothing needs to be forced.

Something can take root in its own time.

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