Days go by, and still I think of you…
Thoughts on Anita Pavlovic’s Exist in the Moment
The body reacts to sexual arousal and the flu in similar ways. As such, if I don’t stop long enough to greet my emotional and physical sensations with curiosity, I will get fucked twice.
Thoughts on the Flying Monkeys (The Narcissist’s Tool for the Smear Campaign)
Don’t misunderstand, I’m not saying there aren’t “narcissists in the world, just not as many as you would guess from the number diagnosed as narcissists by disappointed partners.”
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.
Thoughts on Pema Chödrön’s Curious about Existence
There was a great deal of beautiful qualities in my relationship with my ex…but she is not the flower. She is not the reason it was beautiful. She is not the blossom or the tree. Our life was beautiful and it bloomed because that was the season and we both contributed to the season..
Our life together blossomed because it was our choice. Now it’s time for a different choice.