#8 ‘GroundLess’

When God was creating a life for me, for some reason, understandable only in a far future, he gave me very slender and thin legs. Legs that almost don’t belong to the rest of my body, so it feels.

For a long time, the cult of being grounded created a lot of frustration for me. After years of practising yoga, trying and visualising, my thin legs still wouldn't stand the ground.

My bare feet feel uncomfortable touching soil, grass and this earth. The feeling of earth on which everything is built and everything grows on, is not given for me to walk on and enjoy it. It would make my soles filthy. It would root me into identity and limit my fluidity…