move through life slowly and do it with grace, grandma said to me. make your way like you’re walking through water; glide. i have not been brilliantly successful, i must confess, since by nature, or nurture, my movements are haphazard and clumsy, made more so by haste and impulsivity. the racing thoughts and shifting chaos that roll through my brain are reflected in quick movements … Continue reading grace
“i would tell you that i love you more than my life,
and that your existence is more vital to me than anything else in the world,
and that your morning smiles give me a reason to get up every day – Continue reading my child
“The events of my life are like the rolling of the waves, the changing of the tide, the shifting of the wind – they contain no judgment.” Continue reading sharing words you found profound
“the world is spinning too fast.
the requirements are piling up and
pressing me down, while my
wants and wishes are shunted off to the side…” Continue reading rats
From Famine to Feast 