A case for sensory awareness

Every day, in every way, I discover a case for sensory awareness. The senses connect me to the moment in real time. While this is obvious, living in the process allows the experience to be known. That knowledge is visceral. Palpable. Mostly, I make the case for sensory awareness as a  practice to come into balance. I make a case for sensory awareness as a innate useful skill and hone it, or rather, allow the sensory awareness to hone me. When I  slow down to meet myself in the present moment, especially during difficult moments, living embodied guides me. 

As a sensitive type, emotion is felt intensely, there always seems to be a dramatic arch, as the story of my life unfolds in the life movie I find myself in.  Well, these stories incite riot when they are negative. Typically associated with a streaming array of physical sensations, like a tight fist in the gut, or nervous coughing, or tightness like a choking feeling in the throat, any and or all of those and more. Stop listening to the story, no joining in that chorus, rather, stay with sensation, meet it with breath, sooth it with breath and the attention from my own heart to my achy heart caught in that story, or furious hot red angry reactive heart, riddled with fear as well as frozen in a helpless lapse. Choose at that intersection, right there, turn into the feeling and listen into the tissue with my breath. The senses collect information and through our connection we can speak back to the body through them, this dyadic connection is in fact a somatic synapse, below the thinking mind. We cultivate our relationship with our inner landscape here. This is where we start. We start here, over and over again. We arrive. There is no where else to go, no one else to be, nothing else to do. For this moment. Feel what holds you underneath, the sensation and movement of breath coming and going. Rest.  #centralpark #meditation #rest #sensoryawareness #nature #selfawareness