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Knots in my psyche are being untied. Yarn unraveling Collected into a ball by angels Who take it back to Source. The grand recycler of the Universe. Where it will be knitted into an arm, A breeze, or a toddler’s … Continue reading

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Who Am I?

Who am I? Am I a woman? Am I a mother? Am I a thinker? Am I a writer or a photographer? Am I what I do? No one asks anything of a tree, and yet they are a tree. … Continue reading

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