Im finding freedom in the dance between discipline and devotion, in indulgence, in restraint, holding all my multiplicities with such care and tenderness
Im used to saying Im not afraid of my worst self, at this moment I desire to be unafraid of my best self. I find peace in knowing they are two sides of the same coin. two parts of one whole. They live in the same home. share the same hopes and fears.
I build an altar and honor them both, laying sun rays, pomegranate seeds, sorrel, rain, shades of blue, cloudy days, babbling brooks, blood, skin, ink, knives, smoke, fog, stone fruit, red earth, a few poems, and a flame
Maybe this is true romance
Beautifully expressed, Kari! And Happy Birthday!