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My girlfriend came over the other night with sushi and wine.

Her partner was off playing poker .

We were slightly giddy having so much fun;

Like two youngsters pulling something off on unknowing parents.

I sat there with her and felt the adventure, safety, pleasure and communion

Of two good friends building a fort together;

An adult fort with wine and raw fish.

Dim light and confessions.

I just love being an adult!

This  does not mean I have thoroughly matured.

My friend is smart.  Beautiful in her wide and capable leadership capacities.

She is fed by beauty.

Considers vulnerability a necessity for the role of warrioress-in-life.

Which she is.

When we are together there is a satisfying mixture of creativity, tenderness, capability, revelation, a tinge of sadness that comes from not needing an anesthetic to ward off how rugged is the world,

Fun, authenticity and freshness.

I say something like this to her: “I feel unsure of myself as I write my blog from such vulnerable and imperfect places sometimes.  I wonder what people must think and feel embarrassed in my exposure of self.  Then, on reflection I am quite sure if I am feeling or experiencing something I am pretty sure I’m not the only one.  I have to think there is solace for some in this.”

My friend keeps her interested and appreciative eye on me .

I am seen by her.  Truly witnessed in all my transparency.

Wine and raw fish….perfect.



4 Responses to “Girlz”

  1. Karen on April 24th, 2017

    no, you are not the only one, but you are braver than most by far . . Xxoo

  2. Maureen on April 24th, 2017

    Oh, you are seen by me, Cathy, only in the way someone who is not physically with you can see you through that vulnerabily and rawness in your writing. I really don’t know you and you dont know me. Yet because of your brave self, somehow I feel seen and understood and connected. I read every post. Your mind is brilliant. Your heart is strong. Thank you.

  3. Donna on April 24th, 2017

    I believe that many of us not only read your blog, but we look forward to having it show up in our inbox because we are all starving for the kind of raw nourishment your truth provides.

  4. dennis chamberlain on April 25th, 2017

    An artistic kaleidoscope of images of vulnerability and warriors, of adult wisdom and childhood innocence, and of sadness and euphoria. As I read, and as the pendulum swings back and forth, one thought is grounded; You emerge as the real adult in my inner circle.

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