We sew through each other's ears.
A slow act of creating, connecting, caring, and repairing.
Feeling every movement, every breath, as we stitch and pull the tread.
A moment of shared presence, both bodily and emotional.
Mending separations, individualism and the gap between us.
We move closer and closer, until we are bound together, connected.
Slowly we become one.
Thanks to Jeroen Vermandere, Rick Haring