At times carefully at time carelessly I gather all the pieces the pieces of something that seems known to me long ago I knew it by heart I put the pieces together mixing them with what I already recalled   The heaviness gives me rhythm that pressing bends my bones…

Yes, Entering the Home felt seamless, smooth and easy. But re-entering Existence on the other side: how amazing a transition! (And almost paradoxically so – if it had been anticipated as a separation, a leaving, departing.) What a celebration for my senses, to be so suddenly exposed to and wholly…