the Malibar, self sown abundance and joy Full , vining UP and UP and i SEEEEE the vines, every day, More and extending
squat and just look….their Beauty and Glory
and this was enough, but then this eve, a pic on Message….from my son's woman….mother to their child, my Colorado granddaughter Giana, 9 years her….on the stairwell of their home
with a cello
her hands hold the bow….rest on the body of the cello….perfectly, even tho i know so little, i can see this, know it to be true
learn that she had resisted, but then, was able to try instruments….her school offers this….and she wants to try
cello
and totally amazing to me….i find self saying….if she continues…..if she has interest……i too
want to learn.
!!!???
just to make a sound. cello is the language of Orca, of plants, of wind and sunlit days, of deep rain days of Joy of Grief
how amazing….how much a surprise…. I would learn. learn to make just even ONE sound with cello

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