Had the absolute most visceral grounding experience of my life while doing kettle bell around the world's
... Fell into a *weird* rhythm... But was feeling it so just kinda hit a flow state with it... And suddenly my feet were slow motion spread melting into *EARTH" (purely elementally I was standing in my second floor workout space).
Having never experienced anything even vaguely like this before my brain snapped me out of the moment to consciously catalog the experience bringing me back...
Also pretty sure I agreed to do <insert the word I'm missing that's kind of like halfway between cthonic and funereal... Death doula business is this adjective> spiritual work beginning at 65 or if I ever get a terminal diagnosis... (Noted poor phrasing after the fact .. I very well could somehow get a terminal diagnosis for someone very close to me .. my missed loophole)... I'm exchange for being left alone by specifically " death" as a working path.
(No I was not talking to this little coincidence... It was just the trigger point)
Update
pretty sure that's confirmation...