Saturday, December 4

There's a stain on my mama's shirt


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When you begin to touch your heart or let your heart be touched, you begin to discover that it's bottomless, that it doesn't have any resolution, that this heart is huge, vast, and limitless. You begin to discover how much warmth and gentleness is there, as well as how much space.

"Where have you been all of my life" commonly rolls off the tongues of lovers with
a heart so big. 
It amazes me. Amazes me how most of us live half our lives without half our heart. 
Is the rhythm of our lonely nights, meant to draw us hope instead of fear?
Are we meant to feel alone,
there will come a day when we forget what it feels like.
One day, we may long for the space loneliness brings. 


Its hard to find the perfect light
To shine on my flesh,
But never too bright.
Where have my hands been
Where is my dream
Why every time I wake
Things are not as they seem.

So may the sunrise bring hope
Where it once was forgotten.



Outfit photo's today..
and well wishes..
Chocolate cookies
and a stain on mama's shirt.

Kisses!