"Your eyes will lie to you first, but you can trust your other senses," he said. "Close 'em. Go on." He waited.
"Now hold this. Bring it up to your face. Breathe it in. You can feel the truth of it. Be still and find it in memory; what it's here for. Touch finds the truth every time."
2 comments:
Deb, Deb, Deb...these last few posts have been so beautiful. Thank you.
You, friend, are a wonderment. Keep writing. Please.
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