Two daughters and the friend of my younger girl came to stay in my apartment this weekend, so I got up early and fled the scene for coffee, a bagel and a walk as they slept. It was a clear day just as Goulet sang and I could see forever- at least as far as block to block of my Carroll Garden neighborhood. The leaves on the trees were so shiny they looked artificial like fake fruit in a bowl. I watched them glisten and thought of my Dad who surely must have been thinking of me this morning.
And on my walk I realized that if I truly - truly - unfold as easy as nature, life will be a flurry of least effort. Breathe, my body told me, breathe you silly girl. It's always been this easy.
I went back knowing the truth.
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