In the pit of the belly

Sometimes it takes losing something to really find it.

and sometimes the years that are awful and hurt filled are the years that make up the amazing years. the foundations of the new start. the new year.
realize the shit and the turmoil and the hurt and the wounds and the battles and the scars as a stone which to step on. moving up and learning. and moving out.
go forth c. and make it. make it yours. be bold. step up to the plate and take your stance.

she will hold your hand real tight with nothing but dirt between them. looking into your eyes with the words "i am here" etched into her pupils. it will be rough. it will be rugged. it will be all emotions.

so just know. that i am only here. and you are only there. and that makes us strong. and independent and willing. so when the tides are low and the mountains rise, i'll see you again. sweet girl. oh sweet lovely girl. who gave me strength and boosted me when i had no more to boost. oh sweet lovely girl who realized a light in me when there was but merely a flicker.

don't. do not. forget.

-Karen Wisdom sweet, sweet lady!


Read through some real old stuff just a bit ago.
found this and started sinking instantly
into this like
full supple raw..girl.
or as you'd say 'gYrl'
yeah.sinking as we speak.
god sweet women in my life.
total love
oh the women in my life.
thank you.
i mean, these words are fucking dripping and sweet
beatific

yes be bold.
never. stop.

'oh sweet girl who knows that life flows with the current and to ride it as long as you can because it will be soft and sweet and moving with the river.'

soft and sweet and moving like the river.
like us.

pulsing and amazing.
just sink,
dive.

'your arms are wrapped around the sun'