I threw a pebble in the brook and watched the ripples run away
Tonight Sashe taught me that agression is manifested in lots of ways, like whining, coldness, complaining, and self-righteous thinking.
I visited Sashe's house today. Sashe is wise and understands herself and the world in a special way. She lives in a little cabin in McFarland that she calls the dragonfly house. It's full of rocks and feathers and nature-inspired-art, and goddess-inspired art, and the smell of sage and perfume that comes from little glass jars with squeezy balls, and collages and wood and stone. It's so peaceful and calm and lovely there. It's a block away from a lake. She is one of the most grounded and exotic people I know. I am glad to know her.
I am never going to be in the same place that I am in right now. I am never going to be an an undergraduate student in Madison again. I am never going to be 21 years, 7 months, and 13ish days old again. I am never going to understand life exactly as I understand it right now again. I am so saddened by this...I think it's a beautiful place and I'm scared to let it go.
Today, when I walked into class, at least 6 people looked up at me, grinning, and greeted me with a not-quite-synchronic "Abbie!". Yay! That made me feel so happy. And ego-full. It's so wonderful to exist in an environment where I feel loved and supported, but it also worries me that my happiness depends so much on other people. I love people.
I feel out-of-touch with myself.
I think I flirt too much when I'm drunk.
I want to learn about permaculture.
Blessed are the illusion dwellers.
I visited Sashe's house today. Sashe is wise and understands herself and the world in a special way. She lives in a little cabin in McFarland that she calls the dragonfly house. It's full of rocks and feathers and nature-inspired-art, and goddess-inspired art, and the smell of sage and perfume that comes from little glass jars with squeezy balls, and collages and wood and stone. It's so peaceful and calm and lovely there. It's a block away from a lake. She is one of the most grounded and exotic people I know. I am glad to know her.
I am never going to be in the same place that I am in right now. I am never going to be an an undergraduate student in Madison again. I am never going to be 21 years, 7 months, and 13ish days old again. I am never going to understand life exactly as I understand it right now again. I am so saddened by this...I think it's a beautiful place and I'm scared to let it go.
Today, when I walked into class, at least 6 people looked up at me, grinning, and greeted me with a not-quite-synchronic "Abbie!". Yay! That made me feel so happy. And ego-full. It's so wonderful to exist in an environment where I feel loved and supported, but it also worries me that my happiness depends so much on other people. I love people.
I feel out-of-touch with myself.
I think I flirt too much when I'm drunk.
I want to learn about permaculture.
Blessed are the illusion dwellers.