A door has opened these past few days to the words of Spanish. Suddenly, I find my ideas about the magic of being, couched in Spanish: the awesome surprise of it, and the graceful lightness of this gift. I want to shout
Oh! Oh! Oh!
I want the world to know.
I bow in thanks. I raise my hands in dance. When did this flowering of the Spanish language in my very center happen?!
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