Could I stop holding onto things so tightly? Could I loosen my grip on my beliefs, my stereo types, my self righteousness? And if I did, could I float a bit, just lift off the floor of my ego for a second? Could I find the space and movement that doesn’t feel available just yet? Could I be gentle in my reactions? Could I laugh at my stumbling? Could I label myself as lucky rather than skilled? Could I lift away from my judgement of myself, of others? And from this place of liftedness, could I lift others up too, rather than hope they stay just a bit beneath me? Could I surrender control? This all feels more possible when I’m sitting. From a few days ago. Enjoy the week loves.