Remember that when I first began this sporadic blog, I used the phrase 'blazing with potential' to describe the Winsor girls, en mob, at a Roxbury Latin play.
And Isabel seemed so angry at the mob, and the scene, and I felt her anger and my own.
And now a phone call with Isabel is deep with moments of potential. A concern or brief annoyance or even anger that turns soft and aware so quickly. Her growing wisdom of herself and the world feels inevitable. She listens deeply and connects. I hear here becoming stronger and clearer about what she can become. Her deep, deep keel and abundant creativity makes her blaze. I love you dear Isabel and all that you are.
Monday, April 6, 2009
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