To be constant. That’s what she wanted for her daughter.
Consistency, stability, security. All things her own childhood lacked.
The qualities her psyche needed and wanted.
Name her Constance and consistency will follow her wherever she goes.
She’ll be constant. She’ll have security. She will not know chaos.
Her mind will feel stable. This was my mother’s dream.
Sorry, mother, but you gave me exactly what cannot be given.
I discovered the only constant in nature is change.
The quest of this name reveals an epic response-ability to flow with the chaos of change rather than tidily escaping it.
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Constance Hart
My muses are colors, emotions, and expanded consciousness. I'm known as a Color Therapy Expert, Spiritual Guide, and Writer. I'm living/writing through the loss of my husband in physical form, while I experience him in non physical realms.
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