Today, I gave birth to my Father I held him close in my arms and kissed his forehead whispering, “I love you so much” and rocking him (so gently) Today, I protected my Father kept him safe, held and fed when He stumbled, I caught him (gentle hearts) Today, I disciplined my Father gave Him…
Song by Kymberlee della Luce That’s me reading this fabulous poem by Shelley. I do not have good sound recording equipment but I wanted to share this anyway. I recorded it for my friend, Duke, who shares my love of poets from antiquity. I love to read poetry aloud for my friends but I don’t…
All of the paradox and contradictions. I always wished I could make pretty things. I wish I was a pretty thing. But what’s true is I am messy and complicated. I make more messes. I make pretty messes. I’ve been doing some inner calibration lately and ran across this journal entry from earlier this year. …
It has always been so hard for me to believe that I’m truly wanted anywhere. So hard for me be believe people actually loved me. I’ve always left a bag packed inside my heart. Never allowed myself to settle in. Never believed it would last. (indeed, it never did) Today, I’m going to unpack. Today,…
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Tonight’s entry is very late in coming. I’ve been talking with him for hours. And he’s been listening. A different kind of listening than I’m used to. He wanted to understand. What a remarkable experience. I’m not surprised then, that tonight’s randomly-chosen word, from the Delta of Venus by Anais Nin is gentle. My heart…
