Life According to Susanna
Life According to Susanna
I am going to spend the rest the of my life trying to communicate it. How it feels to be me. How it feels to love the pylons and the wires as much as I do. How it feels, the love and excitement, when I see a pylon.
How it feels like everything is possible when I see a wind farm. How it all is dissolves - how all barriers to love - are dissolved when I see a wind farm. How it feels to be down
On myself
On my work and on my job. And then someone sends me a picture of Alan Turing with no context. How it feels
To dance. To slay. To be the queen of the dancefloor. How it feels to dance dance dance dance dance
How it feels to dance like everyone’s watching and know that some are
How it feels to find a good poem
By Hafiz. How it feels to find another Christian mystic
That speaks to me. Julian of Norwich. Brother Lawrence. Catherine of Siena. Father Thomas Keating. I just wish that I could get Mister Eckhart
How it feels to go home and see my family. How it feels to watch movies together. How it feels to see all of nature talking to you
How it feels to see the wind farms
And once again
Once again
To feel
The wind farms…

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