At age 14 as a freshman a most critical event occurred. I was introduced to stream of consciousness as a way of writing...and what I had been doing all my writing life was supremely impacted. A day does not go by that I do not write...some thing of prose, poetry, correspondance and commentary. I am what? druid? woman? mother? lover? a drop in the ocean? all of the above. All rights reserved. Copyright 2005 Deborah Drake.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
"We're like trees: our roots spread through the earth, anchoring us and helping us absorb water and minerals that keep us alive. But when a tree gets cut down and is disconnected from it's life force the earth, it slowly withers away and dies. Just as our spirits do when they are disconnected from our life force the earth." - Unknown