Eva Lindroos
I see her fear she is seventy-eight years old she is tired after all the years of fearful scurrying and I love her. I now know why I didn’t know for such a long time that there is an alternative to fear and dominance. I also know now why I didn’t know for such a long time what it is like to be found and to find to an other. I will never forget that now. I cry over my own not-knowing over the fact that nobody else stopped for a moment and in that fleeting moment gave me a place – gently and lovingly – to pour my unformed feeling into so that I would know for ever what it is like to be found and held and to know my own form. I will always love you for that moment. 9