Glowing glowing glowing glowing.

Glowing is my favorite activity. I love it almost as much as I love being a bell. They are the same thing, actually. Being a bell is just glowing sound: resonating. Glowing is the light-based version of humming my happy hum. Glowing is what happens when I am quiet: it...

Gazelle state.

Shawn, who cares nothing at all for sports or athleticism in any form, and would probably prefer that it all just disappear in a whoosh of smoke, has noticed how very much I do care. As well as the way I am constantly descending to the red rug to breathe some yoga, or...
The Fluent Self