looking up anticipation and finding “expectant waiting” led me to think about some phrases...
water when the soul is parched
warmth when the hands are cold
quiet when the head feels heavy
peace when the heart is hurting
support when the feet are tired
ease when the hips are tight
space when the brain is busy
laughter when the shoulders slump
compassion when the soul is aching
nourishment when the body is empty
these phrases have led me to the idea that our bodies are in constant anticipation or hope for a key to solve bits and pieces of their (of our) experiences. an internal map to help us through all that we are handed at any given moment. our internal compass perhaps. an anticipation of understanding that it will all, eventually, make sense.
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