Growing A Child

I am mostly guessing at how to grow children.I apologize for the horrors of the world.I point at the moon.I talk about love.I serve toast. Lori Hetteen

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When I am an Old Woman

I will no longer makeup my faceMy bare feet will find cool puddles of waterIn the storms that come after days of intolerable heatI won’t run with my child through…

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The Work

"Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world's grief. Do justly now.Love mercy now.Walk humbly now. You are not obligated to complete the work, but neither are you…

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Silence

I am constantly sitting here in silence. So when my heart speaks; I can hear it.

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Mantra

I will feed the light within me.I will bear witness to the beauty of my soul.

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The Place of Home

There is a home in myself and I take it with me. It sounds like the high off birds singing in the forest. I feels like cool running water beneath…

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