Friday, August 10, 2012

the power of place ~

Unexpectedly, I am experiencing the healing power of a childhood landscape. We remember each other. Between us it has all been recorded. Communion. I come to realize I have been held here all along and vice-versa.

2 comments:

mark said...

Nice feet - only 2 today.
playful, no expectations,
yet a landscape of intimate thoughts and feelings, flourishing,
you are always held.

julie said...

yep, i left my other 98 at home...they can be cumbersome...