“Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.” Carl Sandburg


Monday, October 29, 2012

The Little Girl Inside


9/18

I just downloaded on my Kindle (not a Fire... yet) and am reading  Gilligan's Dreams: The Other Side of the Island by Dreama Denver. So far I really like it and will review it when I finish. Dreama mentioned that once Bob asked her if she ever thought about herself when she was a little girl. She hadn't really and he told her to think about it, think about the girl she was: her likes, dislikes, the things that made her happy, made her sad and to tell that little girl she loved her. She asked him if he had done that, thought about the little boy that was himself. He had he said and still did on occasion.

Now maybe that sounds "ooey gooey, get in touch with yourself mumbo-gumbo" but I think maybe everyone ought to do that sometime. I hardly recognize the little girl I look back on. She is so undeveloped and sketchy, hardly a person at all. Love her? This is something I am going to have to deliberate on and maybe start writing to myself about. I'd like to know myself better so maybe I need to start with the person that started me on this journey, little Debbie Wilson. Hmmmm, we'll see where that takes me.

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