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Resonant Gifts

When my unlanguaged RightBrain intuitive mute muse default son speaks in throated sounds, urgently loud, quietly lulling, boisterously laughing from belly up to smiling dimpled face He wants and expects, possibly demands, nonviolent communication And needs compassionate companionship, as do we all. These two, communication and companionship not entirely the same, and yet not distinctly different; A creative sacred apposition of outside relationship choices felt as a warm accompaniment inside gifting voices.

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