Tag Archives: Birth

THE GRACE OF BREATH

Find a way just to accept the volume and the quality, however it may be, of your one and only breath. For it is crucial from the start the way it feeds you, pleads you “Live!”, the way it moves … Continue reading

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REDUCTION TURNED AROUND

Reduction is the word for brew cooked down and got so strong, that something must, at last, be stirred and turned around, to birth a new creation, as bright and wide as the phoenix seen to rise from the darkened … Continue reading

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AN ERA’S IN THE AIR

Eras do not exist without beginnings and endings that are remarked upon. And new trends setting off in a distinguished way from the starting point that gave birth to them. Once a thing is given birth, it has a life … Continue reading

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CLEARING A PATH

I’m clearing a path for the sun to come in, plenty months in, a winter piled on my back, which I’ve been alone lugging, I am clearing, according to palpable urge to shake off this long held contraction, I’ve squeezed … Continue reading

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FROM A BANK OF FOG

born into a bank of fog. . . if a horn blew, I just don’t know if ears would hear so wide and high from high rise room not to the bay so super nigh. . . I’ll bet they … Continue reading

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FEET TO EARTH

Feet. . . Earth . . . Toes, Arches, Balls and Heels, bare, digging in– that deepest base connection ordained for me by birth.

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THE CRUX OF HOW WE STAY UPRIGHT

Our touch, our hands upstretched to heaven and out to others here on earth: the crux of how we stay upright and walk our way of life until we’re ripe for our next birth. . . passed through in solemnity … Continue reading

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