does your body want to chew glass - by benedict

A young Asian woman dressed in leopard print and wrapped in a fuzzy blanket was telling me about her new career as an "embodiment coach", and in the moment it seemed not even slightly absurd. This was partially because I was at a house party in the Berkeley hills, only just starting to come down from whatever was in the sticky brown wafer a stranger had offered me several hours ago, but mainly because this woman actually did seem to have the best posture of anyone I'd ever met. Not just posture, actually, but a full sort of mind-body alignment – the way she closed her eyes and swayed from shoulders to hips when she was thinking, or how her spine and neck and gaze all snapped into focus together when she wanted to make a point.

A young Asian woman dressed in leopard print and wrapped in a fuzzy blanket was telling me about her new career as an "embodiment coach", and in the moment it seemed not even slightly absurd. This was partially because I was at a house party in the Berkeley hills, only just starting to come down from whatever was in the sticky brown wafer a stranger had offered me several hours ago, but mainly because this woman actually did seem to have the best posture of anyone I'd ever met. Not just posture, actually, but a full sort of mind-body alignment – the way she closed her eyes and swayed from shou