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The child draws a deep breath and lets out a sigh.  She sounds like a baby still.

Sleep  - relaxing rythm and sweet delicate face pressed into my neck. 

 

Life slows down for me now as it spins by... I no longer drink the poison that is fear and chaos, and hope the other person dies.  When I listen to the chattering of the Angels off in the distance, I imagine they are the little aunties who watch over me and everyone I love, just romping around joyfully playing cards and keeping one eye open and on the look out --- just when it's important.

Safety and a sweet sense of relaxation, as I exhale and release the tension that has lived in my muscles like a parasite for far too long... sneaking away anything that could nourish me and trying to take over without me even being quite sure it's there.  Oh but I know don't I?  Something is there!

The tips of my fingers send out a click click click as the letters flow into some other persons world... a world I know so well though I haven't actually seen it.  Our fingers are touching through a click and a tap and we are one here where the universe is truly at our fingertips - and each letter describes it, and expresses it, and becomes part of the whole thing... that I can't really fathom at all.  But I remember when I was learning about the whole of something my father taught me with a pie.  One whole pie - and we sliced it up.  It was cherry, with whip cream waiting for later when the lesson was finished. 

I felt sliced up when I arrived 'here' - but I was never looking to be whole like I thought. I was just looking to be part of the whole... maybe not even a cherry :)

 

In the quiet still, that is this night, I feel the breath, and the finger tips touching mine, and I hear the Angels who carried me in when I was just limp and lifeless... tears pouring down, and my nose and face touching the ground - and I thank the God I do not understand, but know so well is with me... for this:  Nothing.  No beginning or end.  No nagging troubles from past or future... just.... Nothing but inhale - exhale - relax - peace - serenity... Nothing is ok - so everything is ok.

 

 

 



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Oh WOW Tash, ... this is beautiful ... I never gave this perspective of communicating a thought ... thanks for helping make this a 'whole new experience' for me ... wow, it's odd how things are so different when we look through someone else's eyes ...


Love you and God Bless,
Pappy



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That's so awesome Tasha. You have a wonderful way with words. Please let that continue. 



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Painting pictures...I love the picture.  ((((hugs)))) smile



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