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Soul Stitching: July 2011
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Wednesday, July 13, 2011. Tuesday, July 12, 2011. Once she emerged there was no way to turn around, to run away, or to pretend she did not exist. As she came all I could do was spread my wings and fly……. Tell me your secret…. Because they are buried too deeply…. Where is too deeply? That is central and not too deep at all. You cannot understand the core of my being! The depths of my soul. My immense yearnings, the longing, the losing of control. So your core is the center of your being? Yes, IT is! I do ...
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Soul Stitching: August 2011
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Tuesday, August 16, 2011. A poem I love. The time will come. When, with elation. You will greet yourself arriving. At your own door, in your own mirror. And each will smile at the others welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was yourself. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart. To itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored. For another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate.
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Soul Stitching: Dear Luka
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Wednesday, May 18, 2011. I love that every time I get on Facebook or my blog and you see a picture of my book, you say, “Mommy that is your book! Your book is on the computer! 8221; I grin at this because I have always had the dream of writing the book and publishing it but I had never dreamed the way it would be a part of your life. That is important to me. There doesn’t seem to be a division anymore. What is war and why are we fighting it? What is the military and why do we have it? 8221; I fall silent...
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Soul Stitching: Today
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Tuesday, August 16, 2011. Raising boys has to be one of the most interesting experiences I have ever had. What is beautiful is watching the slow and steady bond of brotherhood. The friendship, competition, protectition, love and aggression that my two boys have is amazing. I love that both of my boys have the biggest smiles, kindest eyes, strongest wills and sofest souls. They truly are a gift to me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A poem I love. Oh to love the Art. 160; Baby Ethan. I thought I would...
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Soul Stitching: Handling my hands
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Friday, May 20, 2011. Hand it over,. Hand it under,. I built this with my own hands. My hands are rough. My hands are soft. Have I handed this in? How have you handled that? You had the upper hand. Can you hand that in? Can you take my hand? He is a handy man. I want to experience my hands! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dear Luka, I love that every time I get on Facebook or my blog and you see a picture of my book, you say, “Mommy that is your book! Once in my shadow I stepped on your image I cover...
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Soul Stitching: Girlfriend Guide
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Wednesday, May 11, 2011. Please take a minute to read about a blog that I am featured in. The Girlfriend Guide is a beautiful testament to friendship and what true friendship is. I hope it resonates with you, as much as it did with me. The blog is written by my bestfriend and is a wonderful place of sharing. The Girlfriend Guide is only one section of the blog and a section I love! You are what friendship is and you are a blessing in my life. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A poem I love. If Love is ...
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Soul Stitching: Remembering
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Wednesday, July 13, 2011. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dear Luka, I love that every time I get on Facebook or my blog and you see a picture of my book, you say, “Mommy that is your book! Hand it over, Hand it under, I built this with my own hands I am handy My hands are rough My hands are soft Have I handed this in? Once in my shadow I stepped on your image I covered your face and rested my feet on your heart I decided you knew I decided you . A poem I love. Oh to love the Art. 160; Baby Ethan.
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Soul Stitching: Motherhood sorrow
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Tuesday, August 2, 2011. I thought it would be natural. Drum Drum. Drum. That’s what they say these things are for. I found out that aint true when it comes to you. I tried. I tried. I tried. I longed for the mercy of nursing you. I desired the intimacy,. The space that belonged to me and baby. There was none. None. None. Long episodes, sleepless nights as I tried. Baby crying, crying, crying. And My heart laid in my chest dying, dying, dying. No one explained to me I couldn’t feed my baby. There is stil...
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Soul Stitching: Love each other
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Sunday, July 10, 2011. Take care to remember who you are even when it hurts to do so because it is in yourself that you will truly step into life.LOVE Loudly! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dear Luka, I love that every time I get on Facebook or my blog and you see a picture of my book, you say, “Mommy that is your book! Hand it over, Hand it under, I built this with my own hands I am handy My hands are rough My hands are soft Have I handed this in? A poem I love. Oh to love the Art. 160; Baby Ethan.