What started as a person sharing their experiences in the past year with the friendships in their life, ended up being the exact salve and hand-spreading-upon-blueprints of what was needed.
It turned down of the volume of circular reflection and set a shy spark toward the excitement of clarity.
(pause)
I've been thinking a lot about hidden beauty.
Hidden talents.
Hidden truths.
Reluctant unveilings and forthcoming shynesses.
Because you know what they say:
Nothing that is beautiful asks for attention.
(To my dear friend of Nancy Drew about to embark on a school book'ed journey:
Here is to everything beautiful that will continue to be uncovered this year, and to the pants you will be wearing while it is uncovered.)
be well; be loved-
k.
(Roughness of the good ol' C follow up is finally subsiding. Thank you to those who didn't challenge or take personally my need to hide out for the past 6 weeks.)
(photo of Otto Dix)
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