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I met him over breakfast, and didn’t much like him. He was tense in the face, and a little bit cocky, though I didn’t see anything he would have to be cocky about. I had the feeling he thought he knew more than he actually did. Ok, I said to myself, we’ll take this one, one step at a time, and see how he does.
He wanted to learn about his… Continue reading
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I’m visiting my son. We sit near the fireplace, each with our laptops. Tap, tap, tap, quiet, tap, tap. Long quiet.
He stands – I’m going to put up that coat rack upstairs. I might as well do something tangible since I can’t seem to do anything intangible today. I know exactly what he means. Sometimes the words flow out of me, the ideas fit together and create new ones, the… Continue reading
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I turned the corner, and there was the water, all rosy glow reflecting the evening sky, cottages lined up and twinkling along the far shore. And this thought flashed through my body – You have done enough.
Huh?! I have? A sudden gush of tears. And then this thought immediately followed – You mean there is such a thing? Yes, there is such a thing.
I pulled into the driveway and parked… Continue reading
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Choosing is, perhaps, the most spiritual act. It requires us to take responsibility for our desires. When you choose, there is no way around it.
Responsibility for having desires, and responsibility for whatever those desires are.
Oh! So much easier to hope the situation chooses for us! Or the other person magically takes the action we are hoping they will – the action that allows us to experience the touch or the… Continue reading
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When do we get naked? I hear myself ask a gathering of friends. There are about 40 of us, gathered here this weekend to share our thoughts and skills and support and network. I have already led a little workshop, a clothed one, about clarity of requests and boundaries, and another one about intentions and touch. Everyone seemed to learn a lot and I’m ready for some play time.
There is… Continue reading
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There was, thankfully, more to the day.
I’m just out of the shower after that low-heart-quotient massage, and hungry. My buddy arrives. Aha! Support! Someone who knows what I’m talking about! We walk down the block for quesadillas, and I manage to converse intelligently, but I’d really rather fall into his arms and cry. One of those days when everything has piled up and one tear suffices for many different reasons… Continue reading
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