Wednesday, March 11, 2015
Thursday, February 12, 2015
Bring into being
To feel found is a wonderful feeling. It is not exactly a moment of being in control. Nor a moment of losing it.
It is the dim of a streetlight, and subtle clarity. Of recognizing, and realizing without being all-knowing.
It is the warmth of a blanket that envelops in darkness, when a place you thought you knew all along becomes unfamiliar and unknown.
Like a surge of heat, from sipping a cup of tea, a somewhat hug to the soul.
A reassurance, without confirmation.
It is the dim of a streetlight, and subtle clarity. Of recognizing, and realizing without being all-knowing.
It is the warmth of a blanket that envelops in darkness, when a place you thought you knew all along becomes unfamiliar and unknown.
Like a surge of heat, from sipping a cup of tea, a somewhat hug to the soul.
A reassurance, without confirmation.
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Saturday, January 31, 2015
spine
The spine of the book sits firmly in the middle
to hold pages of the story together.
Something firmly in the middle of me
holds my story too,
& it holds me together as well
-but it isn't my spine.
to hold pages of the story together.
Something firmly in the middle of me
holds my story too,
& it holds me together as well
-but it isn't my spine.
awkward
It is quite a wonderful thing to be able to sit in a room full of people whose passion echoes your own. Something rekindles itself like candle inside. It makes my heart leap in ways, so familiar as before my trip to Guatemala and Belize a few years ago. I think this is the same kind of fluttery you feel when you fall in love.
Or maybe I am just weird.
Or maybe I am just weird.
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