Zhang Zhuang

Standing like a tree.  Rooted to the ground, spreading up to heaven.  Feeling the energies opening in my legs, feeling my body temperature rising, my breath deepening into my lower belly.  Standing still.  Moving on the inside.  One breath, two breaths, three breaths.  My thighs are cold.  The sun is hot.  The trees are helping me.  We stand like this together.

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