My handspring journey

I think I can safely say that a handspring is every baby-polerโ€™s dream move. I have been pole-ing since 2020 and it took me two years to get my first Handspring. I laded it on May 28, 2022 (a memorable day!). I had been trying and trying without fully understanding what I was doing wrong. I was also scared of falling and did not trust my strength.

A solstice poem

Here we are in the last few of the darkest days of the year with the most yearning for light.

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A bothered snail ๐ŸŒ

In a land with rolling mountains and clouds meeting the horizon, I find me trapped in a cage of nerves.

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Deep water fish ๐ŸŸ

Sometimes I complain over and over again that I feel like I am drowning.
But then I remember that I am a deep water fish.

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