World Wakes, the last star and the first birds, gratitude and such resting in my heart, deep deep in my heart. Sensing all this and more Tenderness vulnerableness and the Deep beauty of being.
These days, these precious days, just my father and I. So much learning, so much challenge. Profoundly grateful that, in the turmoil and poigniancy of this I feel so held, so much of the time. To be part of, witness and feel all this as the disintegrating of my Fathers mind and body is sucha gift as it continues apace, this is such a painful, poigniant and life affirming thing. And, this star with its great beauty greated me this morning. Blessing
