There Is Nothing Perfect...only Life.

The Feminine Journey Is A Story Unfolding, And Its Epiphanies Come Through Real Things, Through Tangibles Like Walking Sticks And Dreams And Deer Antlers--all Of Which We Might Miss Without Taking Time And Space In Deep Being.

You Have Untold Strengths And Resources Inside. You Have Your Glorious Self.

This Is What I Know About Myself. She Was All I Wanted. And I Took Her Away.

Embodiment Means We No Longer Say, I Had This Experience; We Say, I Am This Experience.

In The Photograph By My Bed My Mother Is Perpetually Smiling On Me. I Guess I Have Forgiven Us Both, Although Sometimes In The Night My Dreams Will Take Me Back To The Sadness, And I Have To Wake Up And Forgive Us Again.