Closing my eyes and
drifting off into the dream of myself I considered carefully my potential body, its posture, flesh and gaze.
Sister said: Your poetic self is all about expansion, and yes, I agree, but I also feel it is as much about exclusion. Exclusion of the debris that keeps my heart from reaching its tentacles into the world, to other hearts. Or is it the other way around?
(image) (text) This is a land where only wild birds live. I strongly imagine you doing something big; the land holds itself. Maybe you should ask nature what she thinks about an image with your body? We have to invent a new language to communicate with other…
The Green Light is a life affirming personality that can suddenly turn red. That’s how she is reminded of the importance to respect her own and other’s limits. The Listener listens to her own needs and feelings, at the same time as she is silently attentive and curious about all…