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Monday, February 1, 2021

 



CENTERING

Centering is what I am aspiring and inspiring towards.

My dad died last month. 
It's hard to think, say, write, feel these words.

This morning I woke crying. 
How is this possible I ask?

 But no one hears me. 
Larry, asleep beside me & Charlie B, good dog, snoozes at our feet.

I'm painting mandalas on rocks found at the beach, 
other rocks I throw in the water just to see what happens.

I've taken my first pottery class. 
I walk in circles.

I am untethered, and though there would be a time this would be divine,
it isn't right now. I'm floating, but not on my back, not like he taught me.

xo






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