I sit cross-legged on my couch, the heater blasting, crickets singing through the open windows. My whole body thrums, like getting off a train after a long ride. Tonight it is the motion of our time together that resonates in me, and images of our metta rattle dance.
[24 of 30 in November, re-posted from today’s tweet @tryingmywings]
No Holds Barred 
So glad it all went well!
Thank you, Marylou! It couldn’t have possibly been better. I am still in awe and incredibly grateful. :)