During dinner I said, "My feet are too large for my room." She said, "Any room means riotous wealth upon which you can walk." I said, "But cramped living leads to small bitternesses and resentments." She added, "And also for cozy living arrangements that call for lots of snuggling." I smiled. "I welcome those small delights which can be found when space is at a premium." She said, "All of creation is one large room."
To change daily space to brave space ensuring safety rather than comfort where young people, not interested in training but in knowing who controls the narrative, toil to reclaim stories stolen from human families and affirm the truth that we all stand on the shoulders of the great cloud of witnesses who have gone before us.
Knifing my way around the edge of the sqaure pan of brownies, I say, "Everyone wants the middle piece." She says, "I am not a middler," while grabbing two inches of crisp edge. I grab one whole side of edge, "A perfect relationship is found in sharing." She smiles, "We both love the edge." I say, "And eat the middle if there is room." She declares, "There is always room in the middle between us."