(artwork by the amazing Thalia Took.)
Blood is life's river (phrase borrowed). Blood is the remains of the primordial seas of this planet, the salinity that washed through the porous-membraned cells of those first living entities floating through those seas. Blood contains life and the memory of life. It can be given freely, taken violently, sweated out (metaphorically or in actuality).
I love this image. Right now, it has the place of honor on my desk, so that it is always visible.
But I was reminded last night, that men don't seem to have the same relationship with blood that women seem to.
Words for Wednesday
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