I’m scared . Need 3 times more affection
- Delia Florea
- Jan 17
- 1 min read
( I’d like to share a poem I wrote with the mothers group today )
“Perhaps those boundaries are not real … perhaps we have learned a new language. Perhaps we have found a way to connect, to be something meaningful…
It’s not just good for us but for you, too. A new clarity to your own . It’s a perspective that will change you , if you let it . It will make everything matter more … to matter …
It is violent ! To force it . To have no earthly existence outside what it means . The body . The body itself . To be or not to be . To exist , independently. As a human …Or not …
Let’s give it a break ! And just be … real.
Invite it in . Let it just sit there with us , without demanding that it put on a performance or become something other than it is . it is terrifying, but it is also clarifying . And it’s honest . It’s where empathy and connection live .
Let it be that .
We will learn that we may never recover after this fight .
Let it be that.”
