Today is one of those writing days where lots of parts and people are coming through.

I am still in the mode of learning how all the no’s lead to the yes I am looking for. I don’t know when I will be able to trust in yes, without a doubt or when I will know how to wade through the no’s skillfully so as not to get carried away or drown.

You are as prolific as you imagine yourself to be. I believe and know this, but it only matters if you believe and know this.  I think this connection that we have is about helping each other bring out those most intimate parts of ourselves that we've been hiding that are crucial to our full expression. 

Feeling feelings is both the ultimate redemption and the ultimate distraction of life.

I cannot see past my own imagination. Of me. Of you.

I think it was yesterday, when I was talking to a friend about how their parents have been married for 47 years, longer than we’ve been living. I said, “That is so amazing. I love that. I’ll never have that.” I don’t know if I meant the last part though. I realized something of my own amazement today. Vows have nothing to do with anyone else. We make the vows to ourselves. Whether we are or have ever been married or not. We have our own vows. Some of them are weak because they are constituted moreso of hope than conviction and commitment. I think and see that vows do not go out to another. The vows stay in to strengthen to provide support for both. To speak vows is to receive your own sound and let it resound. This idea may only apply to me in my imagination, although I have experienced it for myself just not in the context of marriage. The unmarried and uncommitted one seemingly so acutely aware of a vow and its origin and meaning. How would I know? An obvious answer...

Wanting begets wanting. [Sometimes it’s okay to give up and quit.]

I am restless and tired of waiting for me.

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Brightly,

Laura