{listen to this post as you read} We start out on this earth wild. Unfettered. Free. You did. I did. We all do. We speak our needs. Cry our hurt. Kick and scream our anger. Sing our joy. Do you remember it? Do you feel that tingle way down low …
i know nothing {wisdom for a life of beautiful uncertainty}
I know nothing. She is sitting in a park when I speak these words for the first time. I picture her there. Worn blanket hastily pulled from the trunk and hastily thrown on cool fall grass. Leaves overhead beginning to spiral their way into the approaching dormancy of winter. Reverberation …