I’ve been working hard to find my way out of my eating disorder and into authenticity of movement lately. It’s been a bit difficult since I’m one foot short at the moment. I miss being able to slip up into a handstand or run down a trail or push into a comfortable downward dog. I don’t miss the disordered mindset or urgency though. Those feelings are still there and, yet, I am finding my way back to myself. You don’t need two legs to practice mindfulness or take deep breaths. Healing comes in many forms.