Remember the channels of healing...

Sometimes I voice a sound that sounds like your voice --
then you resonate with me within my being.
What is this unworldly connection we share?
This unseen thread that's not yet severed.

I often sit and wonder,,, and ponder… upon this web.
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Remember the channels of healing.
Read, write….. breathe in, breathe out…
every moment….
So much darkness one moment,
so much light another.
I’m 52.
End that story, begin another …
One-liners can help.
But before you forget each image from the dream
and rise to start your day,
and all that’s routine –
Breathe in the image from the dream --
the words that resonate within your heart
and pen them upon the page
before you fully wake
and forget their double message.
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There’re zillions of flies here on my breakfast today –
just like the countless coincidences of dreams
and people colliding – serendipitous encounters
of people, places past and present…
Zillions of those too, it seems
stories upon stories of people we know –
suddenly dying, breaking apart, birthing, joining –
like atoms splitting apart or reconnecting
to form new matter from the old and familiar –
So many “de ja vus” of people and places presenting themselves
upon our paths these days too.
This is what I think upon I tell my daughter,
in short, … ad nauseum, when such and such occurs.
There’re zillions of flies trying to get at my breakfast today…
Why IS that?
But she says – It’s just ONE.
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How do I unseat you from my soul? And you, me?
I think the process has begun.

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Written 8/14/08 after breakfast with my daughter, pondering life's path, the flies on the table, the relationships and coincidences that appear and disappear, the meanings, if any, of them all.