Mother Realm Women Bursting buttons on their dresses as they breathe deeply, opening themselves to the expanse and freedom of the universe. Women In the kitchen, peeling carrots, snapping beans, whipping potatoes, hands in flour, rolling pie crust thin across the board, talking, laughing, crying, aprons tied around necks. Come away. Come away to the sea! Fly out on the ocean where no boundaries constrain, where each lies on her own island of the soul enraptured in the summer sun and … [Read more...]
Mother Realm
There Is In Each of Us a Longing
There Is In Each of Us A Longing There is in each of us a longing to be seen to be heard to be touched to love to be loved. There is in each of us a longing to feel full, to look out upon the world in the new morning and to be filled with the fragrance of fresh grass, the perfection of a flower covered with drops of dew the look of love in another's eyes. There is in each of us a longing to belong to be inside that circle of life, turning on its axis sometimes to the pinnacle of happiness, … [Read more...]
Tablecloth
by Dana Curtin She rose early Saturday morning to prepare everything just so. Coffee freshly ground and ready to brew. Fat, sweet oranges cut in two and squeezed into two deep blue juice glasses from her Mexico trip. Fresh croissants, marmalade, soft butter. And to make the morning special, a clean, white tablecloth. Spotless. Sparkling. Fragrant from the summer breeze she had hung it the day before. Fresh irises in a tall crystal vase. Vivaldi's Four Seasons playing softly as the morning … [Read more...]
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