This was one of the best Slow Cook Thursdays Ive
ever read about.
I love this poem from her.. and her darling Hugo? that photo of him sleeping is just....soo.
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I will not die an unlived life.
I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days,
to allow my living to open me,
to make me less afraid,
more accessible,
to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing,
a torch, a promise.
I choose to risk my significance;
to live so that which came to me as seed goes to the next as blossom
and that which came to me as blossom, goes on as fruit.
4 comments:
My eyes are filled with tears...that poem is beautiful.
told ya!!!!
its me,
Lisa
Lovely words!
Why you got to do that to me?
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