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HEART by BethAnne Kapansky Wright

I wrote the freebird fridays book during one of the darkest seasons in my life...

My brother passed away unexpectedly in January 2016, and during this time I was challenged to live the words of truth I am always writing about. Challenged to find the gifts of grace and light in extreme darkness. Challenged to trust Life to carry me when I struggled to carry myself. Challenged to find the seamless love to help bind together the jagged ends of an abrupt time line that made no sense. Challenged to let life rearrange me, so I could become more than I was before. 

Life handed me the question of grief and loss. The celebration love and hope and joy in this book is my response. I will still choose love. Come what may.

The freebird fridays book is a collection of poems, phrases, art and thoughtful words, which reflect my belief that all of life is a love story. Whether we are learning how to love ourselves, learning how to love somebody else, learning how to love others or learning how to fall in love with the life we've been gifted and the world we are lucky enough to inhabit. Even if we can't always see it, Love is always all around. 

Always.
Painting by the author, BethAnne Kapansky Wright


Heart
by BethAnne Kapansky Wright

You took the crumbs.

Convinced yourself
it was your due,
and it took you years
to realize you deserved
the whole loaf-
even if you had to learn
to be your own baker.

You've asked 
for so little so far,
and now it's your time
to know more.

So lift your spirit
to the sky,
and keep releasing
the lessons of the past
as often as need be,
and turn your attention
to that magnificent source
of life who has always
been with you and
who got you this far.

Do you hear the message
in its hallowed beats?
Do you feel it stretching
and trying to grow?
Do you know how deep
it longs for you?

Love was in you
all along-
you only had  
to make the space
to find it.

Painting by the author, BethAnne Kapansky Wright


BethAnne Kapansky Wright: I am a Clinical Psychologist who enjoys writing, illustrating and creating. I specialize in dealing with women's issues, life transitions, trauma, grief work, and finding healing in our relationships, especially our relationship with our self. I am a big believer in authenticity, intuition, the power of love, finding laughter and joy, and learning to be more fully human. My essays and poetry have been published in a variety of publications, and I am the author of the poetry books "Cranberry Dusk" and "Freebird Fridays" (due out November 2016, Golden Dragonfly Press). I currently lives in Anchorage, Alaska with my soul mate and our fur kids and my beloved mountains and trails. I can be found on Facebook or on my blog: Sunshine in Winter, here. 



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