...I plugged my ear and could not find my heartbeat.
When finally, one end met the other, closed the circuit to the outside world and there it was:
I heard the song from within me--my song.
The quiet gave way to the pulsating, the ebb and flow, of life force that was created from finding
My heart, My rhythm.
...How does one mold her own body to contain another who does not have connection to all of his limbs?
...After witnessing the pictures and getting into the space of being out-of-body, my chest resonated with wanting to pick up this baby, my baby, and find a way to rock...
On the way home: I had to get in my own space and thrash and dance--move--to celebrate the body I do have and all that I can do with it! "...celebrate we will...'cause life is short but sweet for certain..." (DMB, Two Step)
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