My roots are in my breath.

Every inhale allowing the material and superficial conditions of my being human to fall away.

Every exhale reminding me of the expansiveness of my essence,

the pliability,

permeability,

fluidity,

of my foundation.

Not what I am or

where I’ve been.

Not entrenched in the past or

tethered to the future,

This foundation reminds me,

beyond what matters,

beyond all matter,

that I am not that.

I am holding everything and

holding onto nothing.

My foundation is the launching point.

I am founded

in my unlimitedness.