“Beyond our pain, each gasp of parting pollinates the world with what the heart releases when it feels the most. This sharp honey keeps the world from falling.” –Mark Nepo
from Jay, who keeps the light.
Little by little the bird feathers its nest, and object by heart burnished object we surround ourselves with lovely necessities of memory and function. It is these things that make a silly Apartment a Home or a silly Wednesday an Occasion.
Whether my nest is an old farmhouse, a sixth floor tenement walk up, or a brownstone basement... whether I share it with family, vagabonds, women of heart and mind, or a little brown cat and a sweet ginger banjo, my principal joy is filling it with light and laughter (and corralling).
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My love to you xoxox and a big hug too!