Rumi the Troll in the Barefoot Forest

<p>“You have to write a lot of bad poetry, before the good,” Rumi the Troll</p> <p> </p> <p>This week, as gardeners, cave dwellers, and hobbits crack open their windows and doors, we observe the final weeks of spring, as it continues to bloom itself to life.</p> <p> </p> <p>In the realization of the aliveness of all that is nature, we might soften our gaits, our troddings and rapid strides, in order to respect and benefit from a gentler hike.</p> <p> </p> <p>*Throughout the story, you will hear the bongo drums, and you might like to take that opportunity to breathe in deeply, sending your air to a place in your body that might like some oxygen</p> <p> </p> <p>If you would like to breathe mindfully & deeply throughout this tale, you might imagine you are a Friendly Troll. Each time you hear the bongo drums throughout the story, simply use the audible prompt to pull your breath in deeply, before letting it go. You might use the drums as an opportunity to check in with yourself.</p> <p> </p> <p>*This story offers 9 total drum prompts, to breathe deep, checking in with yourself, sending oxygen, from head to toe as we progress.</p>