a story to tell.

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feather after feather :: prayer upon prayer. 

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sketching and painting feathers. 
acupuncture.
strolling coyote hill with mountain milo and the pack.
sitting in the forest.

don't overthink. 
learn to trust. 

these days, sketching and watercolours speak to my crumpled spirit.
most days, overwhelming pain draws my circle of contacts small 
and even smaller. 
i need me right now. 

the pile of feathers grows. 
watercolours are revamped to one tin of those colours
used most often. 
favourite brushes are chosen and the rest have been set aside. 

i find myself hoping. 
and praying. 


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