Trust
I don’t fully trust life. I am holding myself, my body and life itself under my supervision and control. Of course I can’t control life, but I believe I can and that control is within my body. My body is my shelter of outer danger.
The truth is that my lack of trust makes me scared, and my body becomes my prison. When I fully trust life I release myself and my body – and my body becomes a celebrating temple. Temple of life.