… stop a moment, cease your work, look around you. [Leo Tolstoy]
This is a rather different experience with chemo than last time, but mayBE I am just adapting and making room for cancer in my “Previously-Programmed” Plan BE.
I am writing all the time in my head and my heart, but I am limiting my daily writing to this email/post.
And sometimes I read other emails and respond with way more than too many words, sometimes losing my place in the split second I was just thinking or knowing it.
This is my brain Right Now. I’m making room for its challenges. I’ve known something was NOT right with my ability to “track” Life as it’s unfolding. It’s MORE largely THAT that made letting go of BEing a driver so simply “right-for-me Right Now.” And still…
Somehow I feel like there is this conversation I have been having with “you all here.” I’ve lost my way and found a new one many times over these years simply by having “you all here/there” to listen.
We honor the spirit in other people when we listen to them. [unknown]
I have been having some healing conversations with myself, and there is a LOT of forgiveness seeping out of me. For myself, largely, which is good, but a bit perfuzzling.
I love you, Currie