“I know that I must not regret…
I provided and helped get them to next stages.”
“I know that I must not regret…
I provided and helped get them to next stages.”
You have no idea how much I miss and ache for you.
I just figured that maybe it was best that I stop talking about it.
“I won’t share my mate.”
I am so exhausted.
I gave and gave and gave of my healing intention to others yesterday.
The super cool thing is that I got to witness some amazing shifts for some clients.
Sometimes, my therapies are very well received and make a significant positive impact for people.
But I got in so late last night, beyond drained.
I am still way below “E” now, and have to get up and muster, again.
Housing, work, etc.
Miss you.
“On the job!”
—
(Reference to show, “Bob The Builder”)
“You gotta be Craaa-Zzyy to sur-vive!”
“We Are Stay-Ing!”
“We Are Lea-Ving!”
“No anwers yet on where.”
I see messages trying to remind me about what I first said to you – and some of them ring a bell.
But all I really know is that I have loved you…
And tried my best to convey it in a way that would carry you to hope and safety.
“As issues separate…
I am so tired of never being good enough.”
“A good descriptor.”
“What a strange thing that it can propagate…
But violence has often been used as a bludgeon.”
“All of this regression that we see surging to the fore was steeped deep within the community around me that I had to survive and overcome as growing up in it.
So this is nothing new to me.
They are all just airing their dirty laundry at other people’s expense on larger scale levels.
But maybe because they are now interacting, instead of sitting in complacent ignorance, they have a chance to become better educated and maybe evolve their points of view.
It is horrible, though, that they still feel entitled to and are hurting others in the process.”
“Late teens, driving up to and hanging out at the man-made lake with a girl friend or two of mine on a hot summer’s day, thinking about how the best music and lyrics were coming from Europe – and feeling grateful, yet oppressed in my own country, as the air waves filtered through.”
“I reached for my scrinchy-waisted shorts, having just found them again from underneath the pile of clothing just in time for immediate donning.
As I drew them up over my legs, the thought preempted, “Maybe they won’t fit, anymore?”
But then – ta-da! – they still did!
And then – ta-da! – their button flew off!
Luckily, I could still temporarily use the tie strings to keep them on for the needed moments.”
My Darling.
“Because I am in a lot of pain right now.
Lifting dogs will do that to injuries.”
“To my dissolving past living situation…”
“I spoke too soon…
Lol.
Maybe it’s that I’m also building some next stage tolerance endurance.
The damage has been so extensive on micro levels that reconnection has taken awhile!”
“2 1/2 years later, it isn’t hurting as badly immediately when I sit in a chair.”
(Title script command from old video game)
“I kept laughing and laughing and laughing…”