impossible to be near you and not allow the truth to exist…
impossible to be near you and not allow the truth to exist…
totally overwhelmed by the magnitude of my feelings– having created clear and careful boundaries– FINALLY. though i feel the weight of them pressing down upon my heart. walking through the motions– one foot in front of the other– a handshake and smile– the playful game of humanity– when no face is yours and none can compare. …
I’m sorting through a lot of late. (When am I not?) But by far the most potent thing seems to be acknowledging and letting go of the stories I tell myself. (And I tell myself a lot of stories.) Many of them are based in truth, or partial truth– and have some vague notion of …
i want everything all at once because until you no one said no.
we don’t diminish each other– we both just keep pushing expansion.
just knowing that you are alive and well in the world, puts me at ease.
the king of cups says: know that you are supported by the universe.
sometimes it takes me a little while to respond but i always do.
sometimes the sunshine feels like a direct path to joy– hands in the dirt…
my brain has settled down now– reconfigured– assimilated the new information. i’m coming back online– and the good news is: i’m bigger and better than ever. the new programming seems to be free of glitches– and i’m feeling more at ease than ever before. My mind is lucid– my perspective vast. And temperance is the card of …
the edges of myself 