prayer for the babies

went on a road trip today and took the roads i usually think of as my spiritual home.

went to mass at a a safe haven amongst the mountains and the wind and was unusually blessed with the gift of tears.

and it was there that i prayed for the littlest ones, whose arrivals were and are eagerly anticipated and in whose lives i wish to add a lot of laughs to.

hannah francesca, martina paula, martina pauline, alfonso (maybe), angelie jolie (nyark not likely), little nameless baby still in the tummy, fabada -- you were all in my thoughts today.

may you grow up to be beautiful, strong, and filled with grace always. having you in this world has brought so much happiness to a place that so desperately needs it.

the mind reader

i don't love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
i love you as one loves certain dark things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.


senor pablo neruda is one amazing dude.
he can read minds