2012 day 1 | returning but different

the space is the same but altered
I am the same but not
I will look for new ways of being here
ways that will move me forward not back
a different kind of presence in today’s moments
I will use this space for vision casting into my own tomorrows

I remember being here so differently but the same. already I miss the pond’s artist dock that refused to be straight winding out to where it hampered even the thought of casting a line as its end enclosed as egg/womb in it’s skeletal structure of sticks. early I would enter each morning being cradled safely there for hours. now, a new dock. its structure straight and almost academic yet as open as the daylight that splashes sliding across it so warmly. so I move from safe to open with yesterday only pushing gently now against my today.


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