linger

“Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.”

Some moments in life linger. They stay with us long after they occurred. A lover’s kiss, moments of deep loss, or ecstatic happiness.

The body stores such moments as energetic resonations deep in the layers beneath that which can be seen.

When memory reaches the edges of such a moment, the body releases the linger like the scent of a flower. You can close your eyes and see, feel, hear the moment lost as if it was there in the present.

The average human will experience 4000 weeks if they’re lucky. And of those weeks, just a select few moments become memories we can revisit for our tiny eternity.

Movement matters because it allows us to let go of the moments that never left us. Or to keep them, stored in the fabric of our being.

When we allow our body to stretch, simmer, explore and feel, our mind doesn’t have the luxury of intervening. As we unwind, the energetic memories are released and our body can breathe into them, or be free of them.

Lingering also means allowing ourselves to become stuck, to forget our shoulds. Like a seedling, we need time to steep, to be, then to blossom. Eventually, the seedling will return to the depths, to the dark. A cycle that’s necessary for the bloom.

This time of year can feel like an eternity. We yearn for spring and summer. We can feel stuck. Yet we need to be, to sit, to receive and listen.

Use movement as a way to feel things out, rather than think the way through. The body always knows.

Some moments are meant to last.