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Our relationship was forged to the soundtrack of Yoko Ono's magic,
frenetic, love-laden song, "Walking On Thin Ice." ( play song )



Somewheres somethings somehows take the best of
live and let live and our duty towards ourselves
and one another, and don’t sacrifice one for the

Somewhere, some how and some hows, in parsing
lines that shift. Rules from experience tempered
by flow.

We can do transformations on a pocket to turn it
in and out and in and out such that it is OK from
the turning. So I can think and think and know
when it feels OK to stop, or when I should talk
and talk and stop and resume what helps or just
lay there for a while. Help that way.

When I turn just so, if I turn just so, I feel that
it fits, clay on a wheel, turned just so… clay created
into something satisfying, even beautiful.

There are rules, sure, but pots don’t have to be
the same. Pots come into their own as they are,
according to the current of the moment.

Does water have memory? Is the memory the channel
through which water flows? Does water remember
being frozen, being cloud, falling as rain? Is water
always new again and new again and new? Is water
our substance by which we know newness,
purity and endurance?

~ Lady
(revised 8/24/2013)

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