These are my misplaced musings. I misplaced them quite a few years ago and now they are reappearing, like the ball point pens that suddenly reappear from between the sofa cushions, long after I've already bought more.
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homeopathy, my teacher, my friend.
we walk the soul together
turning over loyal stones of compassion
honest places of depth
daily we travel.
the scratch
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I jokingly said that I have the seven year itch. Greg and I will be
married 7 years in July. My body and mind are going through
perimenopause, I have...