I can loosen my center where I ache, and invite Fire in.
I can move my pelvis slightly from side to side,
even if the movement is only in my mind.
I can curl into the softest blanket I can find,
or prop myself up with a pillow, to watch the light of dawn come forth.
I can notice the heat of Life radiating from within,
imagining washing my beloved’s feet in public and everyone else’s too
even if only in my mind.