There is chaos inside –
of course, there is –
we did not emerge from the womb
fully enlightened…

I release the chaos
brush stroke by brush stroke
word by forming image,
unravel the mystery,
find new depths.

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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