The cells of my body

The cells of my body are on loan from this world.
They are a gift from the earth.
I did not manifest out of thin air. 
I was first created from the nourishment I received in my mother's womb.
That nourishment came from her own intake of the earth's gifts.

​As I grew, my body became able to recreate, regenerate and heal its cells on its own. I was no longer connected to a placenta, but instead, I began to take in foods grown from the earth's soil.
I began to drink water, the water that is our planet's streams and lakes, the water that is life.
​And I took the first of many, many breaths.
​With my own lungs I breathe the oxygen of the earth's atmosphere that is essential to every single cell of my being.
I am made of this world. I cannot exist without this world.

The cells of my body are on loan from this world.
Right now, they give my soul a space in which to exist in this rich and dynamic physical world.
My soul merges with the flesh. When my body is gone, so then is my connection to this world, and back I drift to the mystical place from which I came.
But for now, I am here, and I am able to move, breathe, think, speak, feel, cry and laugh because of the gift of a body.

The cells of my body are not mine. They are simply partnering with me for a temporary time, gifting me with all they do so that I may, for a beautiful but brief moment, be a soul in a body.
The cells of my body are infinitely wise, and they know exactly how to use the gifts of the earth so that they may form bones, muscles, nerves, tissues and all the parts of me that I think of as me.
The cells of my body are a gift, and I will treat them as such.

I will not lament the cells of my body for looking too fat, too thin or anything else.
Instead, I will wish them the utmost joy while we are partnered together.
I will wish them feelings of freedom, health and vitality.
I will wish them to be imbued with a sense of innate strength.
I will wish them to know that I appreciate them, and I will wish them to know that I understand they are not mine, but a loan, a gift, a miraculous support system that allows me to be here.

I will wish my cells to have all they need to feel their best while with me.
I will wish them to feel connected not just to me, but to the whole Universe, to the stardust from which all of this majestically was birthed, and I will wish them to remember that they are as divine as the Ohhms that are created in my physical chest, and that vibrate out and out and out, right back out to the stars.

Ohhhhhhhhhhm.

I am I am I am.

I will wish my cells to enjoy the journey we go on together. I will wish them to know that no matter what, no matter how much it seems they are in disarray, we are in this together, and I will love and value them until my last breath.

And when I go, I will wish my cells a beautiful transmutation into something else. Where will they go? What will they become? I may never know. I only know that for now, I am here, partnered with this body that allows me to sing and dance.
And just for this moment, I shall close my eyes, take a deep breath, feel my body, my breath, my existence, and say thank you.​