Poetry Unbound

Hello and happy Sunday to this wonderful group. Thank you, Pádraig. Isn't it delightful that every single week there is someone in the comments who says, what kismet, I was just thinking about this. Today that person is me.

Pádraig, that image of the past as a living Creature with claws is so apt a phrase for what I’m exploring, because for two years I sat on my yoga mat every morning and turned toward exactly that beast, thanking ancestors I couldn't yet picture, compelled by the recognition that I didn't come from a void. Resilience, creativity, perseverance, I had finally realized that none of it was self-invented. After two years of that daily practice, I found my birth mother. The ancestors, apparently, were waiting for me to say good morning first. Now the stories she and our family tell are soil I am actively growing in, feeding a large work I am deeply immersed in right now.

Jo, Feeding and being fed, I adore that. Agree wholeheartedly to the yes, yes, yes!

Patty, thank you. It’s true, Pádraig and this community are both so nourishing!

Amazing story!