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When I meet someone, whether in words or silence, I feel it in my body first. The movement of their body, tone of their voice, the rhythm, the pauses- all of it stirs something. Sometimes it’s heavy, sometimes it’s warmth or lightness etc.
The body becomes a place where things settle for a moment- it echoes in me, leaving behind something real. Their experience reaches me through sensations. This is where connection begins: as something sensed, long before it’s named.
And my sensations become bridges between my inner world, their world, and the space we share. When I connect with another mind and body, I rediscover my own. 1 reply
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