Posted in Lanscape of Loss

Lost Daughter continued

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Last night I dreamed that I was standing outside of Saint Ann’s Church where my highschool graduation ceremony took place.  I waited there under its arches–as I had with my cap and gown–only now I pushed a stroller.

Inside was a baby girl, who wasn’t mine.

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I found photos of her parents in the basket below and hid them so that no one would see. We were in danger and this baby needed care.

I set out to find her mother, heading west, on foot, toward a secluded destination.

There at the bottom of spiral staircase, a novitiate waited for me at the opening of a cave for monastic nuns.

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Relief swept through me as this was the point where mother and daughter would be reunited.  And though the baby’s diaper needed changing and she was hungry, I was sad to let her go.

Kelly Salasin



Lifelong educator, writer, retreat & journey leader, yoga & yogadance instructor.

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