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au·gust (ô-gst) adj.
1. Inspiring awe or admiration
I wrote, 'I need to learn to let go.' Jen responded absolutely. Nonetheless I decided to stay up, to write a better paper, and then my computer told me to go to sleep. I didn't listen. Full of life, I went to the FPA (around 5 in the morning). My paper almost didn't appear. My lip started to quiver, but then I remembered jamming out in the car on the way there. Smiled, and it came :)
"I didn't know you were connected like that."
And then my ego kicked in. Well, yeah!
[laughs]
A number of people have been assuming all kinds of things about me. It's been clear to me for awhile that what I think about others is really all about me. Our experience together is something else entirely.
So, I have another answer: We are all connected like that, though we don't all know it. I have no choice but to know it. Still, I need to trust it more.
I need to trust it when I'm sober, when I'm alone.
The more I have, the more I have noticed others assumptions. The limitations they erect. The noise. I feel it and let it overwhelm the messages within. Closing my eyes and then opening wider. I trust. I love.
A loud silence radiating peace through all this commotion.
Breathing white light, here I am. Breathing love with you. Backtracking through years of breakdown and disconnect to lessons learned when we visited daily and I could not help but trust. In Zimbabwe, no option not to. Everyone knows. Beyond our words: [Despite language, walls, phone] We experience each other and love; through ourselves. Exhaling: Love. Soon!
August soon ;)
1. Inspiring awe or admiration
I wrote, 'I need to learn to let go.' Jen responded absolutely. Nonetheless I decided to stay up, to write a better paper, and then my computer told me to go to sleep. I didn't listen. Full of life, I went to the FPA (around 5 in the morning). My paper almost didn't appear. My lip started to quiver, but then I remembered jamming out in the car on the way there. Smiled, and it came :)
"I didn't know you were connected like that."
And then my ego kicked in. Well, yeah!
[laughs]
A number of people have been assuming all kinds of things about me. It's been clear to me for awhile that what I think about others is really all about me. Our experience together is something else entirely.
So, I have another answer: We are all connected like that, though we don't all know it. I have no choice but to know it. Still, I need to trust it more.
I need to trust it when I'm sober, when I'm alone.
The more I have, the more I have noticed others assumptions. The limitations they erect. The noise. I feel it and let it overwhelm the messages within. Closing my eyes and then opening wider. I trust. I love.
A loud silence radiating peace through all this commotion.
Breathing white light, here I am. Breathing love with you. Backtracking through years of breakdown and disconnect to lessons learned when we visited daily and I could not help but trust. In Zimbabwe, no option not to. Everyone knows. Beyond our words: [Despite language, walls, phone] We experience each other and love; through ourselves. Exhaling: Love. Soon!
August soon ;)