Some words resonate like a tuning fork, humming to the vibration of my state of mind.  These words are not always beautiful, but their pitch is perfect.  I feel  as if they are written on my heart.  Sometimes I look for them, sometimes they find me.  I guess it will go on like this – wondering how to name a seemingly new pain or  joy, only to find a word as familiar as an old friend is already waiting inside.

This  word is on my mind every morning.  Sitting still, with eyes closed, looking  for a spot of tenderness toward myself has turned my life inside out.

A very hard word.