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Finding home

Finding home

It is the way you are taken in,
given a home,
this place
where each breath calms you down,
where your heart opens up.

You could die here.

Better than merely being a survivor
in a place where no one cares
or caring kills what little joy remains
like gold in hidden veins.

In a land of copper and silver,
in a place where gold is valued,
in this new home
your vaults are entered
and what is most precious
sobs softly in gentle hands.

© 2009 Kåre Enga [165.408] 2009-01-13

Missoula has been welcoming. Tahlequah was healing. When I first went to Kansas U as a student many years ago I blossomed.

Where I grew up I never felt it. Nebraska and Colorado were fine, but I didn't thrive there. Costa Rica was a painful adventure. Kansas the second time around was Death incarnate.

Perhaps I am too sensitive, but being treated like a valued human being means something to me.

BLAH BLAH BLAH:

I finished reading Dawn by Erin hunter. Book #3 of a well written YA series. Glad I finished because I've been blocked in finishing it. I keep wondering which characters are going to be offed. Only lost two or three this time and they weren't the main ones. I get uber-sensitive at times and this has been one of those times.

I wrote in my Journal: "When life is boring one must look closely to notice the uniqueness of every moment & learn what lessons are written there" [1,921]

Had a lemon milkshake today and five pieces of sushi. Hung out at Zootown to read. Krista the barista gave me a mini-mocha so I could try it. Powerful stuff. So, I'm properly caffeinated and good to go for awhile.

Took more pictures. If I take pictures every day, I'll learn the limitations of this Kodak digital. I already am in love with "Zoom".

Montana: 37º at 21:00

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