I can easily succumb (I have a desire to rewrite that word as suc'cum, playfully honoring moments, myself and another person) to thoughts that are arising.

I see why I placed myself with certain people intuitively knowing there wouldn't be a romantic ending. Still I proceeded. I needed a catalyst to burn away these layers.

I can crash and burn up in all this. But instead I'm in stillness and can compassionately hold myself, it worked as needed. I can see stories and thoughts and I am still. Honoring these thoughts and stories by not worshipping them. I'd rather worship the stillness. My stillness I place myself in when I hold you in my attention to worship you; not just a part of you but all of you.

I don't know what now. I see I have nothing, therefore nothing to lose. 

I'm putting together a couple of books, I thank you for being here either from the beginning, from this moment forward or for even a brief moment. I see you human. I see you see me, and I appreciate you.

My po box for encouragment....

PO BOX 1407

Lake Stevens, WA 98258