This morning I woke feeling like a Sea Star, awareness of my torso reaching out through hands, feet, and head, all equally important, all equally renewing and exploring.
Today I go to Menlo Park for a baby shower for my on approach grandchild. It’s said that the grandmother’s hormones change while the baby is in the womb. I feel that could be true. Yesterday at the grocery store I saw a beautiful, creamy hunk of gruyere cheese. I think of gruyere cheese for fondue but I wanted that cheese and that’s all I wanted for dinner – hunks and hunks of gruyere cheese.
That feels a little weird to share but I’m feeling myself as a womb spreading out like a Sea Star, stomach reaching out to ingest what’s here – all children – species – connection, oneness, all gathered together, near and far –