How can resistance itself satisfy me
when I could have both the resistance
and what I am resisting?
What if resistance was simply
the power grid switching on
the searchlight of truth
and by allowing both I
am set free from always
having to chose?
Today I step away from
the illusion of choice for
I am already home
where happiness lives
and fear is but the
thought I can choose
happiness
or not.
About Me
- Sister Eva
- I have 48 years of stories to share: I am a mother of two daughters who constantly challenge me to be me; I am married to the first man I fell in love with (nearly 30 years ago); I own, with my partner, two businesses in the real and the virtual world; I have lived on four continents, lived across the street from a leader in the PLO, had tea with the Queen of England, met an angel in Germany, and still freak out when my 21yr old forgets to call and say she arrived safely at her destination. The truth is I am all of these things and none of them. My joy is being with those I love all of the time AND being in complete quiet with a book. My poetry is me trying to make sense of it all. What I really want to know is what we all share in common, what connects us at the core and does it hurt when we find out.
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