The Borrowed Garment

The body is the first home we ever know. Before language, before memory, before philosophy or prayer, there is breath. There is heartbeat. There is the quiet miracle of existence unfolding within flesh and bone. We awaken inside this mysterious garment without instruction, learning slowly through joy and wound, through wonder and loss, what it means to inhabit a mortal form.

Yet the body, however intimate, is never truly ours. It is entrusted to us briefly - shaped by time, softened by exper...