Ten days in and I am finding a new way with words, an attention to detail shaped by the limitations of the “twitter space” of 140 characters. Through the days events inspire my words – a spring storm, a power failure, a grand daughter’s birth. All of life’s events are inspiration – it’s about experience and experiencing. The process of understanding events as they unfold, how deep we let them sink into our body, our psyche. We experience the bone offerings of the generations that have gone before us and we make our own offerings as we build a future which won’t hold us in our physical form.
a red ache in my hands
need to newly greenly make
something out of everything
shape yesterday into today
I hold the child of my child
continue
