Personal Introduction

There is a line from the Talmud that goes "every blade of grass has its angel that bends over it and whispers, 'Grow, Grow.'"

Now, more and more, I feel the splitting(?) wrought by both the benefit and burden of many whispers in determining into what or whom I am to grow.

I also saw this poem last week on the subway and it resonated with me:

He told us, with the years, you will come
to love the world.
And we sat there with our souls in our laps,
and comforted them.”

-Dorothea Tanning, Graduation (2004)

-- ElviraKras - 16 Apr 2012