I may have to sit in meditation more than once if only to keep myself afloat. I'm really grateful that someone higher than me (Spirit, God, Jesus, Allah, Buddha, whatever you need to name it) was looking out for me and had my psychologist schedule an appointment for this afternoon before any of this was anticipated. Sometimes others know more than us, and trusting in that is a bigger message.
Life is a series of deaths
What we don't understand is how an entire community, including us, missed all the signs while you were alive that you didn't want to be with us anymore.
What were you thinking when you sent this? "This would be a nice, final text for her to see for the next 40 years as she questions the validity of our past 40 years of love and friendship together?" "Maybe there's hope for us after all?" "Should I call her and tell her the dark …
So many of us fall into the pattern of believing what we think, when so very little of it is the truth. We believe what we're told, we believe what people do and say about us. We think people are whispering and gossiping about us, and when they do, that behavior is about them and not us. What others say about us (if they even do, at all), is not about our reality, it's about their perception. It's how they see us, not how we are.
While the practice of meditation is what brings me comfort, being connected to the awareness of the energy of meditation--in the absence of the practice--may be what I need more right now.
Hello, lovely readers. Hope you're having a wonderful, if not warm, weekend. I've spent the last several days with my parents and am heading home tomorrow to dog sit for a week. It's been a nice pause in life, having had the time to catch up deeply and intensely with an old friend, drive country …
Just like that Monday, so long ago my answer will be yes. every time, yes. to every question, yes again and again, yes the way it was when we were together. until the demons are gone, yes and you can join me under that blanket, yes and your heart beats under my ear again Yes and yes and yes. I've never not loved you, my big goof.