August 10::Tuesday
Posted on | August 10, 2010 | 6 Comments






I am permeable and split wide open like a summer melon overripe with the sweetness and sun and with all the things that are still unresolved.
I am like a diver, on a cliff with a blindfold leaping on promise, daring to dare.
I am girl caught in the morning light, caught by the beauty until I can hardly exhale, wet hair dripping, light slipping golden and honeyed across the floor.
I have just exactly these superpowers: I am a questioner, a seeker, a storyteller, a finder four leaf clovers everywhere; I am brave; I love the ones I love to a fault; and I find my salvation day after day among the pebbles on the path, the spider’s weaving webs, the sun rising and then setting in a sky filled with rain and contrails and wonder.
What are your superpowers?
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August 11th, 2010 @ 6:15 am
I share some of your superpowers … they are the real powers that lay in this ground, this air, this world around us. We just have to choose them as ours, too. I, too, am a questioner. I am a discoverer. I notice the little details and let them share their happiness with me. The scent of a flower, a solitary sweet bursting with color on the pavement, a band-aid on my foot that reminds me of a crab and a happy french animated movie. I possess the power to love freely, without a doubt. The power to imagine, dream, and turn it to reality.
August 11th, 2010 @ 2:11 pm
Lovely, Christina. I’m a noticer, a witty-comeback-zinger, a namer, and a speedy queen of multi-tasking. And I can organize the heck out of things. O! and I can make it rain by watering the plants outside.
August 11th, 2010 @ 10:53 pm
Oh, boy. I don’t know what my superpowers are. How sad. I will ponder that question. You have many more than you listed though. I just know it!
August 12th, 2010 @ 1:23 am
i love your photo of the spider web. i find them beautiful but HATE running into them, which i do often when i cut thru a wooded area on the way out to my morning runs- usually i scream. even tho i should know to expect it.
August 14th, 2010 @ 10:26 am
I don’t know.
But your words and the pictures are breathtaking. I feel like I’m on the edge of a cliff, getting all gaspy-nervous wondering if I’m going to jump.
August 19th, 2010 @ 10:44 pm
hello, beautiful. you ARE superpowerific in so many ways. i am dry witted, expansive, a digger, forager, an obsessive lover, absorbed in what is and what will be…
loving stopping in and being soothed and petted, as always, by your words and pictures.