5 minutes of writing, no editing, no grammar checks...
Word for today....Connect
connected at the core
at the roots
and in the spaces between we still reach like branches to one another.
Or as children do to a mother or father
though I recoil like a fern at the thought of being so obviously vulnerable
and deep in need of connection.
Still it's true.
It takes courage to connect.
Love the big the little and the middling in another.
It takes courage to disarm and be vulnerable and true to the person I really am inside.
Bring her outside.
Let her dance.
Connection can make me afraid
What if I'm not what you want me to be?
What if I not enough?
What if I am not worth connecting with?
See with connection we trade a little of ourselves.
But I'll tell you this.
I'll put my strongest arguments aside to be with yours
even when they are so different from mine
so I might look into your eyes
and really see them.
See your pain and joy
the child inside
and the story that writes them.
Connection can't be rushed or forced it is a slow intermingling of roots beneath soft earth
Knowing that the earth feeds us both.
We have the same mother
The same ~Father.
We are sisters
We are brothers.