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140. A Place of Performance

      On April 7, 2000, the picture of a woman with items around her on the front cover of my new journal inspires these words: “Glowing with Love. I am curled within myself, lying low, listening inside, singing my heartache, letting myself know the pain inside; the pain gathering in my shoulders and in my throat; the pain that’s been right through me; stored in my legs and toes. It’s moving up and out of me. Layers of gold have protected me and flowers sustained me. Gold are the people in my life; nature, sun, birds, the magic of the universe. I am one strong woman. The apple is behind me and the bird of love I can wear proudly. It is me. The aspect I show the world comes from inside; makes a nice hat; a hat of healing and caring and Christ Consciousness and as I shit, growth of the world happens for those leaving the apple behind. Flowers are the fruit of the earth to fill up on. There’s enough for all. It’s time to sing and make my own music. Soon I will be standing tall and free; no longer curling into myself but the curling into oneself produces freedom as it uncovers darkness and gets in touch with the music inside; the flow.”     A place of performance is here, is everywhere. Life is a place of performance.

                                                        February 22, 2016

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