"What I really want to say is, could you come and play with me around the blackberries and dipping sun. Gold on our faces. Creasing, smiling eyes. Could we grab hands and run dashing to the lake in gusts of laughter and blushing? I believe that loving fearlessly is the bravest thing in this world." - Sabrina Ward Harrison
I realize that this is more a picture of my feet than my legs, but my camera and I are in a fight, so this is what I've got for you. My legs had a bit to say this week! If you don't know what I am talking about, this is the explanation.
Just like my feet, my legs were quick to pull up a chair and have a chat. I sat still and thought, "What would you like to say?" The words 'brave' and 'strong' came to me almost immediately. Funnily enough, I knew exactly which part of me needed those words. My knees are the weakest part of my body and they clearly needed me to write 'strong' on them. Writing this just now, I got the clearest feeling that I need to do it again tomorrow. One day wasn't enough for them. They would like a bit more attention!
I wrote 'brave' on the top part of my legs. I often feel like I am a weird mix of brave and terrified. My legs are what carries me forward into my world. They move me more quickly when I am afraid of the dark. They stick with me when I try to run away. They hold me up when I dance. In the past two weeks we have made a lot of plans for the future - really really big ones - and I have been feeling really restricted in my current situation. Since I started tuning in, my legs have been quite literally itching to move! I have walked into more corners and stumbled over more things this week than I have in ages. I get the distinct impression that I am outgrowing my space and my legs know it. Very wise.
I am going to listen to my hips next. I have a feeling they will have a LOT to say.