Living the Dream

I meet my family one heart at a time.  How does one sort this?  I have a way.  I have a crack, a hole, a sacred pouch where this all belongs in my heart.  How does one digest a dream come true?

It is said we are given things as our soul knows the rest of our psyche can handle it.  Oh, I am so blessed, so very blessed.  We are not family, we are a whole tribe!!! Every one of my family adds to that blessing.  I knew there was YOU!

Welcome here, to the songs of my soul.

With love, your sister, your auntie, a piece of your own heart and soul

Carol.

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Sisters, how beautiful you are
pursing your lips to the rim
of hot cups and blowing
soft breath to keep from scalding
sweet lips  that now offer prayers
…of thanksgiving for you, thanks giving for me…

Brothers, we are in need
of healing, ministering to each other,
hands gripped tight, loosening
on handles  to be held
on the hearts of each other
…on yours, on mine…

Oh once, hotness could have burned us
all the way down
to pit of our stomachs
for need of this bond
and scarred or numbed us
…in need of you, in need of me…

Look, we gather over stained tables
bent over different blends
looking within the glasses
hoping to see our future
reflected in the eyes there
…your eyes, my eyes…

Perhaps we needed to be ground more
to make this partaking richer
and more appreciated by our thirst
as we waiting for destiny to brew
and draw us to this blessing
…the blessing of you, the blessing of me

Come, sip with me in the land of our mother
cream and sugar, iced and steaming
we are wonderful in our differences
sacred in our sameness’s
blessed in our togetherness
…you mine, me yours…

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The strangest thing happened tonight while I was watching the news.  One of the stories on there was of 3 sisters who after 53 years had found each other, and their meeting at the airport. I sat there thinking this is happening for you only you have had to wait even longer. It is truly amazing how things and bigger powers than us work sometimes.
 
I am so happy for you and all the rest of the brothers and sisters that you can finally all be together. What a special thanksgiving this will be.

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Every time an email comes through I go on a crying jag.  I am going to be a dishrag before we meet. 401 hours left.  LOL.  Gosh, the world has gone quiet since I heard.  I am only interesting in processing this and preparing to meet you all.  My head swims with the wonder of it all.

Oh, yes, I could, indeed be called the kickazz sister.  I have always been feisty.  Others may have thought they won only because I let them think so.  LOL.  I think along the way, I learned to roll over and play dead, or at least learned to stay down until the count of nine instead of jumping back up and getting in to it.  somewhere in all of it I became soulfully simply me. 
I can’t wait to wrap my heart around you in the real.  I could never have ever fanaticized such a wonderful thing as this family I have.

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Oh, my, You are such a handsome brother.  Look at those smiling eyes.  They are like mine.  I see my son.
I have not slept decently since I have heard.  My heart wants nothing more than to be there fifty nine years ago.  I see that I am going to look a lot like our mother when I get to be 89. 
What miracle or twist of stars that has brought us together has completed my dearest deepest wish and then some.  You all have no idea what greatest wish that is being fulfilled.
I always thought I was meant to do one good thing in my life to make it worth Creator’s time keeping me here.  How could I ever know, it would not be that I would be a gift to the world, but that you all could be gifts to me?
 
Hurry up 408 hours.  I love you already!

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