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Mary Oliver poems... mm....
I have found some new inspiration! SIT programs in Ecuador and Panama. I have found something to investigate and something to ask about.
I have also found something deep and wonderful. It's basically a support group. It started as just people telling their drug and alcohol stories, and then it happened again, and now it's just amazing. It's support but it's really just connecting to each other on an honest and deep level. And just by being there. Just by talking and listening to each other, there is a bond between us. I thought about speaking tonight. The first story told had a lot to do with family and abuse. And I couldn't help think. I almost spoke, and I almost talked to BJ about it, but there's something about sexual things that are going to be hard to share. Emotions can be descibed, and listened to with a little more easy, then sexual acts can be described in a room of people.
BJ asked me to share my story, but I just didn't think it was solid. I feel like I REALLY want to talk about it though. Maybe I'll go over and talk to him about it sometime. BJ is so wonderful. He will listen, but I could sit and listen to him talk to. He seems firm in who he is and he knows a lot about how people think. He can describe his feelings. The way we are connecting at this thing is like something that you would get from a SHAE training or Meeting. You know and they know, and you give hugs and some people cry. You don't have to ask questions. It's rejuvinating.
However with all this good feeling, I'm getting annoyed at my roommate. And am going to go read bio or something before I go to bed soon.
I have found some new inspiration! SIT programs in Ecuador and Panama. I have found something to investigate and something to ask about.
I have also found something deep and wonderful. It's basically a support group. It started as just people telling their drug and alcohol stories, and then it happened again, and now it's just amazing. It's support but it's really just connecting to each other on an honest and deep level. And just by being there. Just by talking and listening to each other, there is a bond between us. I thought about speaking tonight. The first story told had a lot to do with family and abuse. And I couldn't help think. I almost spoke, and I almost talked to BJ about it, but there's something about sexual things that are going to be hard to share. Emotions can be descibed, and listened to with a little more easy, then sexual acts can be described in a room of people.
BJ asked me to share my story, but I just didn't think it was solid. I feel like I REALLY want to talk about it though. Maybe I'll go over and talk to him about it sometime. BJ is so wonderful. He will listen, but I could sit and listen to him talk to. He seems firm in who he is and he knows a lot about how people think. He can describe his feelings. The way we are connecting at this thing is like something that you would get from a SHAE training or Meeting. You know and they know, and you give hugs and some people cry. You don't have to ask questions. It's rejuvinating.
However with all this good feeling, I'm getting annoyed at my roommate. And am going to go read bio or something before I go to bed soon.