Our World Is Intimacy

Our world is intimacy:

in it’s truest sense, our world is intimacy, life, the seamless touch of our senses to the vibrancy of what they’re offered to explore. The world is ours, deeply so, we belong to it in ways not ever really imagined, but we know that it’s true through the intimacy of our senses, how life rushes to meet their varied functions, and that it all takes place in such easy fashion. From first waking we see the world again, immediately, every objects eager for our gaze. Our ears translate frequencies, a dialog of silence and vibrations, meaningful through the pure experience of this listening. From scent, taste, and touch, we know the world this way, intimately so, truly.

and this is the value of simply sitting, allowing some time to reacquaint ourselves with our senses, not only on the surface level of navigating through the daily concerns of living, but deeper, a re-acquaintance of this intimacy so long forgotten. This is the gift of pausing, any moment, to just slow ourselves amidst activity and feel the world again through our senses. It’a all here now, everything, immediate, and available to be known through deepest ways possible. We pause and explore what’s found right now, for just a moment, remembering that this is who we really are, sensory before translation, seamless.