My daughter Meg informed me many years ago that the image she carries of me in her mind is of my head’s moving through space of its own volition, trailing my body behind it and my toes’ dragging along barely touching the ground.
Enter qigong! I practice it both in a wonderful class on Monday mornings and on my own day to day, an element here, an element there, all of which together centers and grounds me. I am tremendously grateful to get out of my head and into my body!
grounded, we bow to
ourselves, bow to our teachers,
bow to each other.
1.5 x 5.5″, acrylic and collage on card stock
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2024
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