I am letting go of my question…
My questioning to grab, to attach, attach myself to the Trusting; as if it’s a game;
A fun funny game.
An action that’s an invitation.
An invitation to life, to fully live in fully-lit-bright colors, sounds and depths I’ve never experienced.
Written on paper, December 15, 2020 after reading Making a Fist by Naomi Shihab Nye.
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An antiimperialist, internationalist, artist, interpreter, immigrant~ambulante, a Spiritual muxer~persona~humana, author, citizen of the world, a lover of life.
