the cool breezes
finally a break in the weather & all our windows are open wide. & somehow opening windows that have been tightly shut will always remind me of the hospice nurse telling me how many believe in cracking open the windows when a person is passing, to let the soul slip easily through. & how seamless birth & death are. & i am amazed at how this wandering jew plant has revived; a cutting from my aunts plant that is 25+ years old... i nearly killed it but then stuck three tiny cuttings in a planter with lots of good soil & the plant has just taken Over... in just a matter of a few months. framing artwork somehow feels so grown-Up, & i like it. talking with a friend on the phone today; nice to hear another mama's voice that isnt related to my own. anxious to go on walks. the cooler weather already has us planning little rearrangements... just small ones though. a big stack of books for me to read makes me feel like im in school again, but only in the best way. ideas about birth art workshops & maybe even a post-partum one as well. incredibly sleepless nights & how my body cant handle dairy in much quantity at All since jonahs birth; whats with that? im not complaining, as i probably ate too much of it at times anyhow. perhaps its my body's way of telling me to chill out on the dairy for jonahs best interest. robert bly poetry coming soon. did too much yoga yesterday & so i bleed again.
i forget its only been three weeks.
i forget its only been three weeks.