But you smiled at me today. Like you really meant it. No headtilt, no hidden guilt, no obvious, "ugh, she is gonna ask something again that I don't wanna do". None of that. As if we really got along. And maybe we actually do.
The practical side of threshold thinking asks for another challenge in concentration. The letting go of theory. I have tried writing towards that through the book all along, but now I have to do it. And I ask all of you who write with me about dancing and biking and falling into holes, try to get away from the theory, try to focus on where the body leaves the mind and where the mind leaves the body. Yes, it is sort of a religious experience. This is precisely what it is.
Like making love.