When we’re in the thows of new love we find ourselves falling head first into the naive, the romantic, the all encompassing that is the other.
100 Days of Love by Cat Forsley takes us back to those heady days. She reminds us of the poetry that overflows our hearts and our lips. The euphoria transforms our state of mind, our state of being into one of awe and wonder.
Cat’s metaphysical prose explores the divine feminine and the rooted masculine in such beauty that I was taken away to a place of imagination. She puts into words what most can only feel.
The fragility of ‘This Tiny Daisy’, the vulnerability of ‘We Had a Circle of Yearning’ and the compulsion of ‘Inner Space’ set the stage for the deepening relationship that follows the initial touch.
‘No Time’ expresses Cat’s own…