Ano Ano. Like so many lessons, the book was the teacher I needed at the time. Beautifully illustrated and written in lyrical language I was ripe for learning. Spring approaches in the forest where we live, and evidence of new life makes itself known: pollens, spores and changes in the atmosphere, and slowly warming temperatures.
The seed re-inspires me to look within and find the seed of being that always knows who I am, who I was when I began and who I promised to become.
The ano reminds me to allow for remembering, and attend to what is most important. My life has changed tme and time again since I first opened that beautiful book Ano Ano in 1994. I grieve the losses, appreciate the gifts, and close some doors so the ano can be born again.
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