When I was young hopes rose unbound but experience cautioned like a caring abuela don’t hold your breath. A few more years of living, and many disappointments later, hope approached more timidly. Experience shouted back like a protective sibling DON’T HOLD YOUR BREATH Perhaps I…

” …all of the past and all of the future, …meet and forever meet, at one single point, now.” The Dancing Wu Li Masters, Gary Zukav (173) A terrace of shiuli die at the feet, cajoling a scent out of the remorse a rainbow at your navel…

I remember searingly when I need to and when I don’t days of youthful summers grandparent’s lake home woodlands of northern Minnesota Only child only grandchild given free rein to roam explore discover understand all on my own terms I remember searingly when I need…