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Dear Baby Be Healed From Terminal Illness: Cutting through soul and spirit

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“imagine your heart is just a ball you learned to dribble up and down the length of your driveway back home. slow down control it. plant your feet in the soft blue of your mat and release it is hard but slowly you are unlearning the shallow pant of your childhood. extend your body—do not reach for someone but something fixed and fleshless and certain— fold flatten then lift your head like a cobra sure of the sun waiting and ready to caress the chill from its scales. inhale—try not to remember how desperate you’ve been for touch—yes ignore it—that hitch of your heart you got from mornings you woke to find momma hysterical or gone. try to give up the certainty she’d never return recall only the return and not its coldness. imagine her arms wide to receive you imagine you are not a thing that needs escaping. it is hard and though at times you are sure you will always be the abandoned girl trying to abandon herself push up arch deep into your back exhale and remember— when it is too late to pray the end of the flood we pray instead to survive it.”

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“She says you should never wake dreaming people suddenly,' Rahel said. 'She says they could easily have a Heart Attack.' Between them they decided it would be best to disturb her discreetly rather than wake her suddenly. So they opened drawers, they cleared their throats, they whispered loudly, they hummed a little tune. They moved shoes. And found a cupboard door that creaked. Ammu, resting under the skin of her dream, observed them and ached with her love for them.... ...'If you're happy in a dream, Ammu, does that count' Estha asked, 'Does what count?' 'The happiness--does it count?' She knew exactly what he meant... ...Because the truth is, that only what counts counts. The simple, unswerving wisdom of children.”

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