Mastering the art of “I don’t give a fuck.”
Not as simplest of skills, but practice makes perfect, so they say…
November escaped me. Writing took a back seat to life. And what a life it has been been unfolding. I’m happy. For the most part, I’m happy.
But there are those days when everything comes at once. When years’ long data presents itself again and again. Damn girl, you better listen up!
On those days, my body aches. Searching for comfort. It wants to release it all into the night sky, into the billion stars. All memories, feelings, touches and kisses.
No fear. Whatever, the outcome.
Whatever the lessons… Courage.
Let it come. Let it not come… Let it be. Let it not be. One thing is certain, my body is my temple… My heart is sacred… I treasure life. Its core gifts to be happy and at peace. To be awakened and feel the aliveness of each breathe. To choose courage and freedom. And mostly love. Above all – love.