Touch things with intention.

Wide and wise to the world in front of me.

Fingers telling me to pay attention to what gets in.

This is a start.

Mondays are necessary days.

Help me inhabit my own unique gift of skin so that I’m here in this one life wearing it tailored to perfection.

I don’t need to analyze how fit or unfit a relation.

How someone with whom I have a ‘forever’ contract aids, or abets, my soul.

My beingness. This is a nonquestion.

From one moment to another I can never know the greatest influence of any one other.

What flows between us is there for good.

I do not have a heart for the fight but I do have a soul

keen on creating the world that could be.

Moment by moment.

Today is a possible day.