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My little buddy – Part 1 |
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January 19, 2012. My little buddy – Part 1. A lot of people have been catching snippets of what’s going on with Logan, but not the whole story, so instead of relating it all again via Facebook private message, I decided to write it all out in one place.🙂 For better reference, Logan is currently 16 months old. Loud Logan didn’t even blink. To be annoying. It was annoying. And it wasn’t right behind my head. Several of those things are non-hearing, so they wouldn’t be delayed if he had a hearing los...
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East - A Ruby in the Sunrise
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A Ruby in the Sunrise. Feast of the Solstice. Moon of Many Leaves. On Hunting and Being Borne. Two Placentas, Frozen. First splash of soft white light. A dance of sky and tree tops. Solid earth, ground. A place from which to rise, steady into living. Pushing through the buds. Pulsing with a living fragrance. Bright and hopeful, cool awakening in a lush bed. Floating bubbles of consciousness and. Dappled fall, crisp yellow day. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Your email address will not be published.
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Midwife - A Ruby in the Sunrise
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A Ruby in the Sunrise. Feast of the Solstice. Moon of Many Leaves. On Hunting and Being Borne. Two Placentas, Frozen. You called her Glory as you tucked me in. Blood scrubbed, placenta frozen as her first cry. You tucked me in and kissed my forehead. Crept out, party ended, left us to sleep. A tiny miracle in our huge bed. You crept out and whispered Glory. Touched my face, read my mind. As you read my body hours earlier. Warm words blanketed our moment. When glory showed her face. Loved Out of Poverty.
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Above - A Ruby in the Sunrise
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A Ruby in the Sunrise. Feast of the Solstice. Moon of Many Leaves. On Hunting and Being Borne. Two Placentas, Frozen. Whimsy wisps of sun and yellow. Heaven’s vault encrusted with powered diamond luster. Clear streams of orange and thoughtfulness. Clouds thick, enlightened. Sparks dancing across possible sky. A blank space for weightless sparrow creation. Warm sparkling, a light air knowing. Rise to greet sun, lightning, mountain-top. To sun garden awareness. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Morning Gloria - A Ruby in the Sunrise
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A Ruby in the Sunrise. Feast of the Solstice. Moon of Many Leaves. On Hunting and Being Borne. Two Placentas, Frozen. Dew drops scented vinegar. Sweat, sweet with. Glittering in our morning walk. Chatter with the earlybirds. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Loved Out of Poverty. The Happiest Place on Earth. One of Our Own: Thoughts on Birth.
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North - A Ruby in the Sunrise
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A Ruby in the Sunrise. Feast of the Solstice. Moon of Many Leaves. On Hunting and Being Borne. Two Placentas, Frozen. Icy clear movement, smooth stones turning on the bottom of the writhing river. Rain dropping in remembrance. Those who have walked. Used all their days. Knowledge stacked in windy recollections. Knocking on the roof, sneaking under our doors to deliver one last breath. Cold quiet wind, arching, bending. Tapping leaves with gentle persistence. Filling the still darkness with.
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Below - A Ruby in the Sunrise
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A Ruby in the Sunrise. Feast of the Solstice. Moon of Many Leaves. On Hunting and Being Borne. Two Placentas, Frozen. Puddles of silver notice. A moss covered hollow. Curling wind, bark, days. Fading out of satiation. Full bellies relecting the moon’s glow. Gazing down on celebration. Birth life and greenery. A nurturance and sustenance. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Loved Out of Poverty.
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Moon of Many Leaves - A Ruby in the Sunrise
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A Ruby in the Sunrise. Feast of the Solstice. Moon of Many Leaves. On Hunting and Being Borne. Two Placentas, Frozen. Moon of Many Leaves. Moon of many leaves. Huge with the angle of the hill. Growing smaller as we climb. I wonder if my tides will rise. With this great lum-yellow, halo. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Loved Out of Poverty.