Your Are Not Your Body, Nor Your Pain

We're not just our pain, or the body holding it.

We're more.

This body is a vessel.

This pain, a chapter, not the whole book.

Out on trail, it's clearer, we're the sky, the wind.

We're the fireweed blooming after burn.

We're life, still moving, even when hurting.

When you forget, step outside.

Breathe ths wild air.

Feel your pulse synch, to the world around you.

Let the forest remind you, you're not your limits.

You're the life that moves them.

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* peer reflections: not medical or therapy advice. *