Journal Entry – Heather Mirassou

I am a wanderer and a poet.

Journal Entry – Heather Mirassou

I cannot silence my victor

To cry unlettered words

Journal Entry – Heather Mirassou

Forever look deeper

Find Your core

There is only one keeper

Yet always more

Journal Entry – Heather Mirassou

“The night grows out of me.”

Today February 2, 2016

Just today I put on my hearing aids and was hypnotized by the sight and sounds of the earth. I heard black birds mating calls, I heard a dribbling creek, I heard my mom call my name, I could hear her laughter. I could see like I could hear. Everything so crisp and clear. The clouds like a family of Pillsbury dough-boy’s, the cascading, hungry hawk searching for prey. The smile in my husband’s eyes.

I will recall what it felt like to be alive. To feel connected to something bigger than me. Something so unique and amazing that I don’t forget to smell the roses. To be brave and kind and rewind. Engrave the world in my mind. To feel connected mind, body and spirit is essential to my survival.

It’s time to get out of this shell, reach out and connect with the world again.

With a Smile,

Heather

 

 

 

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