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poem and photo by Talitha Fraser,
This came out of sitting in front of a computer too long… the lines between home and work are so indistinct when they are the same place, the same room. Take breaks, reconnect with your body, breath, Creation and the Creator…
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In a bit of pain today, I asked the flowers: “What should I do?” and they answered, “put your feet on the ground and turn your face to the sun”
The cat came to join me and I said: “Now what?” He answered: “Lie here and soak it in”
I lay back and looked up at the blue sky and asked: “Now what?” And the wind danced over my face and played with my hair and said: “Breathe. Deep and slow.”
Did you miss the other post from earlier today? Check out Wounded Healer by Sheila Hamil.