"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Thursday, January 9, 2014

ss: 9/365

Tight and angry, I step into the biting cold.
The indignant, raucous call of the blue jay
echoes the emotions within.



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