Seeking, Being, Sharing.

"Love has taken away my practices and filled me with poetry" --Rumi. I am entirely flawed, but only a little bit dangerous. I wish I loved life a little more than I do; I respect it deeply, and make moments to feel and express my gratitude for all of my blessings. Emptiness and longnng are my companions, the night is my friend. I do not cultivate the shadow, but neither do I run from it. I believe in holding hands. I try to honor not only my parents and grandparents, but yours, too. I remember that photo you showed me of your sixth birthday party, you with all of your friends, but still a little alone. I remember that girl, that's who the plastic ring is for. I can only promise willingness, openness, and honesty. I honor your path, but it is you who will decide if I will walk it with you. My strength is saying no. Walking away from whatever is not right. I have done a lot of walking this way. You know, when you have walked all night, there is nothing left but the sunrise. I crave the edges I life I can call my own. I seek the smaller rooms to know and be known, by one, with one, alone.