The early morning hours of thanksgiving weekend…a time to say thanks for living, renewal, recharging, cleansing, stretching, and breathing. Touch heals. connections are cellular. I feel the blood changing speed, like the snake preparing for winter. The body moves slower, yet more precise. "a little johnny cash in the old tape deck…"

walls are evolving and the pitter patter is gentle and aware. I can hear the subtlety and graceful movements… such is the living machine.