there’s such an immense pressure we put upon ourselves in our culture to “do great things” with our lives. i think we almost always miss the point entirely….
it seems in our culture that we’re often afraid of getting our hands dirty. the uphill battle of making a living, handling responsibilities and whatever else we load onto our plates is well enough. how can we have time and energy to tend to matters of the heart, spirit, and mind?…
when you love someone, do you require them to behave in a way you prefer, or would you rather they were their authentic self, warts and all?…
it’s been quite a year. much has changed. much has stayed the same. i have lived in four different places, after being parked for five years…and i’m on the verge of moving again.
what holds true is that wherever we go, there we be. i feel that as vividly as ever….
as i scribble in the last few words that fit perfectly onto the last page of another notebook, numerous powerful energies infiltrate my body and spirit….
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