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| Wild Woman At The Edge What is at the edge There is no "right" way
Only the way that we choose. |
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| Dancing at the edge is a delicate dance of balance
Of merging and emerging in the "no-place" Between words and images Between silence and sound Between what is dying away And what is coming to be. In this birthing place of the future Remember to be gentle, kind and tender With yourself. © For the Little Ones Inside - All Rights Reserved |
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| These words are the text on a 5 x 7 notecard that looks like the one in the "thumbnail" on the right. You can have a six-pack of this card or you can have it in a six pack of assorted notecards of your choosing. Or, you can have it as an 8 1/2 by 11 poster. Click here to download Order Form.
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