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i moved where my heart had drifted off to long before. i live on a hill of hundred acres, where my dreams have merged with the view. it is quiet from machine noises yet loud with sounds of horses, dogs, cats chickens and ducks. nature is the true artist in resident and i am just her apprentice who often gets lost in her gaze. once and a while i travel back to cities and foreign places to put into photographs what i have learned, yet always, part of my heart is left on the hill..

Saturday, June 20, 2009

woman without a face

i think i am not good at it. i try. but it is hard. would it be okay if i was the woman without a face. would you mind terrible if i surrender to failure. i don't think there is much happiness that will come from knowing me. ask the others the ones who turned away. I am writing this and if you think i am sad, no, no i am not. there is something that comes from knowing my weaknesses and my worth in this world, knowing it make's it better then pretending that i weigh more than i do. wait i do weigh more than i think i do, so while i become the woman with no face is okay if you take my body too.


in another lifetime said...

I for one am so happy to know you.
It's not ok with me if you surrender to failure because I think I know what you mean by that.

Here and not going anywhere,

Claire said...

Surrendering to failure in the sense of forgiving oneself for poor choices is liberating. Surrendering to failure due to the attack of another is detrimental to oneself.

A body can be broken and a heart can be shattered when given to another human being but a soul can be fortified and protected no matter what is hurled at it. Tracy Chapman sings about this in: "All you have is your soul." Take a minute to ponder her words.

I care for you Nadia. I have grown to love your way, your innerness and your absolute transparency.

I too am here and not going anywhere anytime soon.

Much love,