It was a beautiful fall day. Or maybe spring. Maybe it wasn’t beautiful; maybe it was raining. She wasn’t wearing a jacket…
Born in a snowstorm -
fitting for Canadian sisters giving birth to daughters.
Split open
Perfectly juicy
Irresistibly ripe plum
Fills my mouth with joy
Within
allowing space for
all sorrow and sensation
cultivating peace
Calm Abandon
Chaos tamed one breath
At a time, well aware of
This precious moment