Somatic Moments

Thinking is a magnificent tool. It builds empires and theories, discovers galaxies and genes, crafts symphonies and silicon chips. Through thought, we have shaped religions, philosophies, science, and art. We’ve learned to prolong life, reduce suffering, and saturate our days with pleasure, comfort, and convenience. But there is a limit to its power.

Thought cannot resolve the problem of guilt, loneliness, fear, insecurity, or grant us peace, love, meaning, or fulfillment because thinking is a surface phenomenon. It floats above the depths of life like a boat on the sea, navigating, observing, predicting, but never diving into the waters themselves. 

But sometimes, in a moment of crisis, the sheer weight of accumulated thoughts collapses upon itself. Or life energy, raw, electric, wild, erupts through the body like a tidal surge, dismantling the mental scaffolding that kept us bound. And suddenly, we are no longer thinking about life. We are fully, nakedly, viscerally alive. For the first time, our deepest existential suffering dissolves, not through answers but through presence. That is a somatic moment emerging from a somatic crisis. It is the experience of the body in its fullness. 

And then, like the tide returning after stillness, thought comes back. But this time, it is no longer the master. It is a servant. No longer shouting over the body, but listening to it; no longer dictating life, but supporting it. This is the liberation of thought: not its annihilation, but its reordering. This is the shift: from a life governed by thought to a life grounded in being. And that is when the human truly awakens, not as a thinker, but as a living flame of Somatic self.