41: An Apology to Indy
Here is the truth, I have taken responsibility everyday for what is mine, but only for what is mine. I need to let others be responsible for what is theirs.
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Thoughts on Mark Nepo’s Being Sad
How quick we are to believe the worst about people we don’t actually know because we want to believe the best about the people we love.
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Thoughts on Mark Nepo’s Being Sad
How quick we are to believe the worst about people we don’t actually know because we want to believe the best about the people we love.
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40: A Moment of Truth
When the longing unexpectedly blooms for C, I need not fear the sting from the hidden bee but remember that alongside C my life blossomed and flowed into a new season. Though the season has passed what I reap in this season is based on what I sowed in the last.
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Thoughts on Mark Nepo’s The Bee Comes
Where I described Painter as my anchor, I realize she was simply a mooring and we lacked a secure attachment.
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39: Cowboy Up
After spending nearly a week here I’ve come to appreciate something I’ve lost in my currently migratory life, it feels nice to sleep under the watchful eye of Tonto and some singing cowboys.
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38: It Ain’t Me Babe
If you love someone you have to be open to hurting them and accept responsibility. If you love someone you have to be open to let them hurt you and accept that responsibility too. That is adulting. That is what it means to be vulnerable.
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37: If You Are in Love
This is the letter from the author John Steinbeck to his son, Thom about discovering love and what to do next.
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01: A Love Letter to the Betrayers
It seems I’m compelled to write to the men and women that betrayed their Loves, lives, and selves directly.
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36: A Bit of This and That
Just as “…but I love you” isn’t a get out of jail free card following betrayal, “…but you cheated” isn’t either. In both cases it is a deflection from the things that matter.
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