Her Wisdom

This is a gift to me from my daughter, Phoebe. This is her wisdom. This is her heart. This is her love. This is a mere sampling of the depths of her soul and the richness of her knowing, her sight, her vision.

"You will get through it. You are letting yourself feel and speak and release it into the air, off of your chest, out of YOUR air, so you can breathe cleanly. So you can breathe in a new type of love, so you can fall into a place you haven't ever fallen into before. You will fall in love, not again, but anew. A different love. A different fall. It is natural to hold onto the deepest love we have felt so far, but we need to let ourselves walk beside the safety rail for a while, to become truly comfortable again. To become preoccupied with our own love, our love that never goes away, like the love you share with me and hilary, the love that is becoming between you and ashlin, the love that is being discovered beneath the pain of your relationship with your own mother.......because it's not falling if you are looking for it, waiting for it, planning it, missing it and expecting it. And until we begin to trust the safety rail for what it is, we will keep jumping into potholes, hoping they are another deep abyss to love and climb and ache our way out of again....."
PED 11-16-10