An Ode to Movement

I desire radiant energy and love to be coursing threw my veins, on a mission to nourish every inch of my body and feed the depths of my soul. As my body warms up and the flow begins, the current of energy created with each movement lights my soul afire and I am alive. I am alive with movement. I become myself. 

My body talks. I can feel it's joy. It says thank you. I am satisfying my body with the divine energy of life that is derived from movement. 

I move. A lot. I love movement more than anything. The pain and the pleasure that movement brings is the truest expression of life. The challenge to not accept our weakness is alluring and exciting. There is no part of us that cannot be strengthened. 

Movement provides us opportunities to know our strength. And that's sexy.