This morning in my meditation I felt layers in my eyes, levels of perception within the living mechanism of my head, and considered how that inner noticing might affect the patterns and dimensions in my visual and sensory intake.  How do I parcel what I see? How minutely and wholly do I bring the outside world into my being?

The hands and feet contain more than half the bones in the human body. Each hand has 27 distinct bones. 

I play with flexibility in my hands and feet, probes that meet, touch, receive, and change my world.  

Barefoot, I stamp on a mat made of river stones. Stimulation rises in me like sap in trees.  I greet the interface, connect what swirls, a Mobius strip.

Rock and Pine

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