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Subject: i'm moved to write after a beautiful conversation


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Caitlin
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Date Posted: 23:01:36 05/23/05 Mon

she tells me richness and i can taste the flavor in her words. all of this love is pouring forth, she says. i feel the blocks and feel their uselessness. i become aware of the experience of finding something new, a new event or person or thing, and immediately turning paranoid alienated energies towards it -- finding it as something to criticize and fear and resent and reject. that is just a choice. it is such a simple choice to make -- why not just love? why fight the same tired battle all the time against invisible non-existent windmill enemies that are only mind?

i am not certain. but i feel moonlit clarity and i know the path before me holds many mysteries. i am grateful for the pace. i am grateful to be engaged in this journey that reveals itself at its own pace and runs like a clear and singing river through my life. and sometimes i believe i am too densely lost within the forest to hear the river or see its splashing teeming life or feel its cold fireburst against my cheek. but the river is never far and the trees provide shelter for my wanderings. and the river calls me.

and it is always easy to find the place where water flows; the moss and low, lush ferns are thickest there. my body is the riverbed, and seasons of both drought and plenty cycle through my life. but always the traces of greenest green remain to remind me of the water's inevitable path, and there i can always rest and be nourished. and when the water comes again i rejoice and receive. and it washes me clean.

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yes it calls you, doesnt it.Kristen23:41:31 05/23/05 Mon


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