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I get this. Back in 2015 I had a bike crash on an isolated MTB trail. Laid on my back with no feeling below the neck, unable to breathe for what felt like forever. Just staring into the vast blue sky. It was the most awesome feeling of surrender I’ve ever had. Sometimes “Yes, and…” isn’t about what you do next — it’s about the space before you can do anything, when the only thing left is to let go.

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