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Showing posts from December, 2012

To my daughter

Underneath the surface, we travel hand in hand. We know not how to let go of one another, nor would we wish to. Our eyes look forward. Our gait remains steadfast. We climb up and over rugged terrain. We are quiet, because our journey is known to us. Forward movement. No stopping. Coupled with falling, is getting back up--with a built in helping hand. Rocks underfoot teach us a new dance, and we welcome each step. Unwavering forward movement, we follow River wisdom. Lungs expand to carry us, and we keep moving through shallow breath and racing hearts. We welcome exertion, knowing that we are made stronger. Side by side, our hands hold. We adapt our pace to each other to keep in sync. Our steps weave an intricate rhythm. Intent on moving forward. No pushing or pulling the other along too hard, no chasing after, no running from. Forever joined in perpetual movement, holding hands. A point of connection that forms a lifeline. Forward movement as a te

Let the magic begin! 12-12-12

DeathValley, CA Photo credit to my mother Lyn You are so young, so much before all beginning, and I would like to beg you, dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer. Rainer Maria  Rilke , letters to a young poet, letter #4 What I've learned during my mini-blog vacation: It is okay to take vacation. Blogging is more than just blogging. A lot happens in a short time. I always come back. What I am glad to finally be accepting as gospel truth: Self-expression isn't narcissistic. Self-expression can be a/