It’s not something you can pretend to do or be. It’s a practice. It’s a regimen. It’s falling, standing, dealing with emotional or spiritual invaders and the endless this-and-that of all this.
Tag: courage
This day will pass, whether you dreamed a little dream, drew up a plan, took a baby step toward a goal, did what you loved to do, spent time with whom you wanted to, followed through on those tiny impulses, built something with your hands, started into a new book from the thrift store, sang your own beautiful song…
If I died tomorrow
I’d be alright
Though regretful. . .
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.