People long for the petal magic of springtime
For their own softness to come back to life
I’m drinking violet petaled water today
And remembering to say thank you.
in the deeper waters I find this one particular voice, I am listening......
she expresses herself this way,
in this one very particular way. giggling as the trust deepens, seeing the pattern the stars gave this one life and finding a wide open door, the heart. it is so not about me. what freedom, what generosity - to be served that understanding and in turn to serve it.
I write
or
I paint
or garden.
I take walks and am glad to be here. Lately I knit, a lot. I am the mother of three generously loving young men. Life has turned me inside out and I trust it to take me all the way. I am happy to be woman as Sister, Mother, and Beloved. My name is Barbara Heile.