During last year's Tuscany retreat a special bond forged between women, once strangers, now friends. Each woman came for her own reasons and went away mostly surprised by the camaraderie and connections made with the other writers that week. Not only did we bond, we formed our own spontaneous synchronised swimming troupe and even gave a performance! Dubbed the Tuscan Goddesses, writer and artist Jolly Goins from Tennessee wrote a special piece dedicated to her newfound and long-lost 'sisters.' Read more from Jolly on her blog, The Rambling Cursor.
Dedicated to My Tuscan Goddess Sisters
Each person on the planet
has been endowed with a
a complex personality,
and an overall landscape
of elevated, designated planes.
To contemplate and hesitate
is a built-in cautionary crossing
that we choose to step over or
stay behind the yellow line.
The contours seen when we
dare ourselves to look in the
mirror can be the product of
good DNA or brought on by one’s
own careless ways of wanting just
one more donut or another cone
of gelato because that won’t hurt
me or will it? This choice can cause
more hills than valleys.
We can allow our bodies to be plowed
under by any crisis just because we
do not feel strong enough to conquer fear
and seek respite in anything taboo.
However, our bodies are more resilient
than we know or even want to believe.
There are those who make judgments
by what size we wear, what designer
attire we flaunt or what gym we work
out in. Gym? What’s a Gym?
Isn’t it enough that we have all
have landscapes and they are all beautiful?
Variation and texture and hills and valleys
and wrinkles and freckles and dimples?
Take a moment and look at your reflection
and smile at yourself because your
landscape makes up part of my world.
Jolly Jeffers Goins – 09/08/2015