at the heart

“Though fairy tales end after ten pages, our lives do not. We are multi-volume sets. In our lives, even though one episode amounts to a crash and burn, there is always another episode awaiting us and then another. There are always more opportunities to get it right, to fashion our lives in the ways we deserve to have them. Don’t waste your time hating a failure. Failure is a greater teacher than success.” – Clarissa Pinkola Estés

There is a center to each moment, something at the heart of the seconds we spend each day. This past week, we wrote about them, we drew about them, talked about them, ran through the images that represent, to us, each potent moment in our pasts and presents.

I’ve written about our senses before – how each of these moments are composed of what we perceive. Inside the prison, there is a kind of sensory depravation where the uniforms and walls achieve a similar palette. There are no trees. There are no birds. Flowers are confined to the pages of books and lines of poetry. What excites us, what sets us on fire, melts us down, and welds us anew is limited. The doors need to slam. There is no budget for the inspiration found in a curled petal cradling sunlight.

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