Sep. 21st, 2004
I feel like recently, I have regained something I had lost.
Myself.
I feel like ME again.
I feel like I have recovered that calm still center in myself that is the true core of my being.
I feel like I can surf along the crests of the waves, not be drowned beneath them.
Hope floats.
I could not have regained this thing on my own. I was not completely responsible for losing it. But it's back. And I am grateful to the people and the gods who have helped me find it again.
Mind you, I'm not saying I am going to behave with the composure and serenity of a 90-year-old Buddhist monk sitting on a mountain. But I think I will see and feel things as MYSELF again. And that is a relief.
Myself.
I feel like ME again.
I feel like I have recovered that calm still center in myself that is the true core of my being.
I feel like I can surf along the crests of the waves, not be drowned beneath them.
Hope floats.
I could not have regained this thing on my own. I was not completely responsible for losing it. But it's back. And I am grateful to the people and the gods who have helped me find it again.
Mind you, I'm not saying I am going to behave with the composure and serenity of a 90-year-old Buddhist monk sitting on a mountain. But I think I will see and feel things as MYSELF again. And that is a relief.
