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Siona
You. I'd like to get to know you, the creature sitting on the other side of the screen reading these words that were drummed out in haste by some obviously-earlier version of me. I'd like... More »
Siona
This is hard for me to admit, but I so rarely feel safe. I used to think I did, and then tasted, once, and fleetingly, what it was really like to feel utterly secure and... More »
Siona
Do I? This was, I'm realizing, a presumptuous question. I'm not sure I find meaning; sometimes I feel more as though I create it, and some days, I feel, I'm better at doing this than... More »
Siona
The moment. I somehow seem to forget this too easily.
Siona
My body. I've always wanted to learn to sing; I have such admiration for those who are able to use their ribs and lungs and breath and tongue and lips and ears as some beautiful,... More »
Siona
I like to ask questions more than I do being asked, I think. I'd go with "What are you paying attention to?" Or "What is alive in you?" Or "How could you make this moment... More »
Siona
In your work (or life) what produces the highest ratio of satisfaction and abundance to amount of time spent? What do you find most rewarding? The work that I find most satisfying is work that's... More »
Siona
I wanted to answer this question mostly because of how much I love reading through the answers of others. I loved how different each were, and how pure, and how true. I wish I could... More »
Siona
Writing is work that never feels like work. I should be more specific, though; as it's not just any writing. It's writing that flows from my heart, out through my fingers, the sort of writing... More »
Siona
This. Or, to put it another way, whatever I happen to be focused on in that moment. What else is there? Of course, I am only human, and of course I am often not, or... More »
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