day seventy: clarity
Sometimes I sit and look at you and we are talking and it hits meLike I have been dunked in warm water and am now dripping dry
It is true
What you are saying and what you are being and what you are meaning
And there is this invisible tunnel from my beating chest to yours
Where interpretations happen in whispers and nobody else hears
I open up right at the top
And understanding pours in
And clear smooth clarity runs down
Until it reaches the tips of my toes.
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Oooooh, me likey!
Oh, me too! Sublime.
Beautiful. And I love it when that happens.
Brimming over with tears here. Your words are a gift today. Heart stretching and lovely.
Wow!
How do you think up this stuff. So beautiful. I love it when I know someone is REALLY listening to me and FEELING me. and I love it when I think I have "tapped in" to what someone is trying to tell me.
(or did I miss what this was all about?????)
You got it, Wendy. And I was actually speaking mostly about my close girlfriends here.
Ohhhhhhh....You know the Film Toy Story? Well, the Martian dolls in the claw machine couldn't have articulated how I feel about this Post better-and I quote:"OHHHHHHHHHHHHooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"!....Love Your thoughtfulness, Kaz. :-)
I meant to say I love Your thoughtfulness, Kaz. :-)
Lovely!
It reminds me not only of close friends, but of the clarity that comes that way, through prayer.
I love the dripping wet to dry analogy--what a great way to explain something!
That was beautiful too. Well done.
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