This is a joiku for Mary Hendricks Gendlin who died yesterday, one of my sisters in ‘the family we get to choose’. Mary was quiet, fiercely independent, and tenacious as a bulldog when she got hold of a potential which needed a champion. I most feel the essence of her legacy in her paper Focusing as a Force For Peace: The Revolutionary Pause.
But she had another kind of beauty too, which is much with me this morning:
I see you now, in
the radiance of the dew
in the morning sun.
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