i think it is exceedingly rare these days that we take the time to truly get to know how someone wants to be loved; how they prefer to be treated, acknowledged, let alone or kept company; how they would be heard, understood, and validated; how they want to be touched and embraced, or how they’ll be open to it when they feel safe….
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….
i let you go once
a test to be sure
after years of being curious
if i died tomorrow
i’d be alright
though regretful. . ….
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?…
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