We are on approach to the Solstice, the longest day of the year.  I find it astonishing how early it is light, how late.  Last night I was enveloped by the fullness of the Supermoon.  This morning an owl was still offering a who-who-who even though day was coming to  light.

I’m reading a book on how the brain harvests and processes grief.  We can know the person has passed away, and still our “brain-map” feels them here.  We are divided in one way, and expanded in another.

I’m with these words of Louise Erdrich from The Painted Drum.  We are here to feel.

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up.  And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness.  Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could.  

Moon rising last night

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