...and the words fall away...
...and the music that played as a theme song to every time...every time I fell...stopped...
...Love...
...The topic was love...and now...
...now...
I feel as if...
...as if...I've been drunk, with the room spinning...
...just as a new drunk, who's been trying to maneuver with 'sea legs' the hallway...using walls and objects as bumpers...
...Ha to stay upright and walking...
...Why hadn't anyone ever told me the room would stop spinning if only I had place a single foot on the floor?
...Would it have hurt?
...It always hurts...
...I'm torn between feeling relief that it was me all along...in the understanding of what Coach has explained...
...In love with the way I was feeling about the FEELING of...
...the idea of...
...Being in love...
...and torn at thinking...
...here I am...standing here...with all I believed...thought...felt...isn't what it is at all...
What no more Santa Claus? No Easter Bunny? I bet you're going to tell me there's no little Irish dude hanging out at the end of the rainbow...
...How easily we can buy into a fairy tale...how strong are our minds (mine for sure)...so what does this all mean?
It means that being at the one third mark in the program certainly doesn't mean that it gets any easier toward the end...
AND...
Pick myself up...take off the glasses...take the iPod head phones off...listen to the music of life...set my own cadence...stop being and feeling sorry for myself...
...get on track...
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OH YEAH
SMILE
LAUGH..............
I AM STILL ON TRACK AND LOVING LIFE!!!!!!!!!
Love that feeling
Of reading your blogs.
Fantastic, whirly, ever so good and creamy delicious.
You give me a lift whenever I read you.
Are you telling me you aren't in love? How can this be, with writing like that? Surely marvelous women must be falling at your feet, begging for attention....gesturing at you with books of poetry and prose, quoting Keats and Shelley at you...
Sigh. But perhaps I am feeling in love with the feeling of reading about love from such an expert pen...;-)