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At The Edge of Center
All tempest has, like a navel, a hole in its middle, through which a gull can fly, in silence.
Fourteenth Century Japanese, Anonymous
Living at the Edge of Center
Living at the edge of center where certainty and absolutes and sure feet laugh. Where faith is the embrace of the prayers and creeds I remember from childhood. Where the scent of Balinese incense invokes profound gratitude. Where the soul of everything I have ever loved smiles and celebrates. Where hunger, lack, fear, and regret are secrets I don’t have to share. Where the path looks like a treasure map and the coordinates lay riches bare. Where bruised knees are angel kisses and black eyes are the rainbow’s edge. Where sunshine offers optimism and the air tastes like chocolate. Where birthdays and thank you notes and favorite recipes are remembered. Where yesterdays sprint, tomorrows dance, and children grow. Where the present is filled with meaning and the future is a joy crescendo.
About Katie
Born in Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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The Stage Is On Fire, a memoir about hope and change, reasons for voyaging, and dreams burning down can be purchased on Amazon.