Heart Outside8.6.09
Not poeming it now. Just writing. Cause I’m thinking … about my heart. Not this one, but that one. Yeah, they’re the same in reality, but in reality, what’s real? What’s real is how the love and life inside you… your source, your spirit, your fullness… your love, your life… can spring up wings, fly across time and space, and become baby, infant, toddler… and look right back at you. Change from a total surprise to the joy in your eyes… Can live outside of you. Your heart outside. I’m thinking about her growing, changing, learning, being, and how she is so much “her” but still me… Is it easier to wear your heart on your sleeve than to watch as it learns to walk, then run and play and spin circles in front of you? This is my heart. Not this one, but that one. The same, transformed, reformed… “My heart outside my body.”
m. knight
writer’s note:
I got the words “heart outside your body” from my mom, when Journee was really a little girl, just after she learned to walk. Mom spoke of how it feels to have children, and said it’s like having your heart walk around outside of you. I never would have understood that statement if it weren’t for Baby J, but it’s just so true. True then, true now… and like mom said, it’s always true… so I’m sure I’ll feel the same in twenty years…
OMG...I love this...to be a mom has always been my dream, since I was a little girl playing with dolls. Some days I wonder if I ever will be a woman with her heart growing outside my body. I am in awe of you because you are a mother...I pray you are always inspired by your little girl...
ReplyDeleteThanks. It'll be fun to see you as a mom one day.... but all in good time. So far, you are doing a pretty good job taking care of folks.... You have a bit of "mommy" in you already.
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