Tamryn Pelser   



A reflection: Let’s flip this before the landing plays a part. 

The question: Was I falling or flying? 

I wondered whether I was flying towards a tangible liberation or merely falling into doom. Swooping low is simply a graceful fall whilst making progress. Maintaining a mediocre flap, I noticed that I was falling just above the ground – the middle ground – between my doom and liberation.

“As long as I am airborne!” I breathed (falling upwards)

The landing can also be the launchpad. The down before the up – the prep – the coil – the recoil – the take off into out of space!

The landing. The noticing that there was no take off and no landing. 

Like a dodo bird, I forgot to leave the ground. 


Find out more about Tamryn Pelser and SOMA_Movement on Facebook!