A space to land
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“...”And so I ask:
What is domestic here?
And how can I learn from the women before me, from the lineages passed down,
how to bring the wild back into my life?
To continue as a lineage carrier,
one who remembers the difference between these two words,
and the stories they tell about us, as women....””
“...”The story began to unravel.
Ah perfection: devotion to only a certain, particular kind of space, feeling, moment in time. I see it, and it is begging me for a reframing.
What else can I be?
How else can you be?
Hm, yes I seem to have developed the need to perfect my devotion.
And in doing so, the breathing room to be in it is made smaller and smaller, almost until it’s gone.....””
“...”I am learning to love myself from the outside.
And by this, I mean: I want to learn how to love myself like my friends love me. And how I love them.
To love myself as if I were, which I am, my truest, closest childhood friend who has never left my side......””