May we each Inspire one another to our deepest creative essence.
The whisper is not a whisper. It is a conversation - persistent. The waiting is only postponing. As you have requested, the conversation will continue. Consistent, present - persistent. The whisper is not a whisper.
SOMETIMES IT’S LIKE THIS:
Stripped down, bare bones. Handfuls of dirt, clinging to the earth.
Bold propositions. Expectant, waiting.
I know the news is coming.
Come into this morning all ears. Everything is talking.
Come into this morning all ears, everything has something to say.
I trust the tender bow of the branch that bends as I walk out on a limb. Life has brought me here again and again. And as the tensile strength gives way to the ethers, it's time for me to leap.
Holding back this force, this dam is pressurized and pasteurized by the sanitized way we’ve learned to be free, which is no freedom at all.