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
A day slips by whether we meet it consciously or let it carry us along. What we choose — or avoid — leaves a quiet imprint, even when no one else sees it.
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.