http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/ words thru a woman.mama Sat, 07 Nov 2009 23:12:20 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=1.5.1-alpha http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1264 Mon, 08 Sep 2008 03:18:19 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1264 Since you called my name, I turned around and answered. The truth is never in your head; never what you think. The truth is always right in front of you. This is not bullshit, but neither you nor I will ever understand it. Let me know if you are serious about meeting your true self once and for all. Despair is the knock on the door. For what it's worth, almost everyone who merely talks the talk is deceiving themselves. But you don't have to. Love, K. Since you called my name, I turned around and answered. The truth is never in your head; never what you think. The truth is always right in front of you. This is not bullshit, but neither you nor I will ever understand it. Let me know if you are serious about meeting your true self once and for all. Despair is the knock on the door. For what it’s worth, almost everyone who merely talks the talk is deceiving themselves. But you don’t have to. Love, K.

]]> http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1263 Mon, 08 Sep 2008 01:39:15 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1263 aw, hon- no words, but I can send you some marmalade chris aw, hon-
no words, but I can send you some marmalade
chris

]]> http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1262 Sat, 06 Sep 2008 20:10:19 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1262 I hear you and identify with your pain. Maybe writing it all down will help you to let go? It's so hard when we spiral towards the fear, the darkness, to remember the light, to honor it. It seems petty and silly and less real than the depths of the quicksand we are stuck in. yet, the wheel keeps spinning and we arrive in the light again, better off for the dark days, stronger, wiser. My instinct is to plead with you to release the stranglehold, stop wringing, writhing, using force. Easier said than done, i know. I think you need some MB time. Some fun, carefree time. Wish I could come rub you and cook for you, laugh and help you with the girls. Everything will sort itself out, it always does, and especially for you, most deserving one. I hear you and identify with your pain. Maybe writing it all down will help you to let go? It’s so hard when we spiral towards the fear, the darkness, to remember the light, to honor it. It seems petty and silly and less real than the depths of the quicksand we are stuck in. yet, the wheel keeps spinning and we arrive in the light again, better off for the dark days, stronger, wiser. My instinct is to plead with you to release the stranglehold, stop wringing, writhing, using force. Easier said than done, i know. I think you need some MB time. Some fun, carefree time. Wish I could come rub you and cook for you, laugh and help you with the girls. Everything will sort itself out, it always does, and especially for you, most deserving one.

]]> http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1261 Fri, 05 Sep 2008 02:24:49 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1261 What else can you do? Or better put, what else do you need to do? Absolutely nothing, aside from all of the gorgeousness and light that you are, even in the messy darkness. xo What else can you do? Or better put, what else do you need to do? Absolutely nothing, aside from all of the gorgeousness and light that you are, even in the messy darkness.
xo

]]> http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1260 Fri, 05 Sep 2008 02:18:19 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1260 Does it make any sense if I say that I needed to read this today? Because I feel so alone in not knowing where I belong in this universe? And then I find out that I am not alone? Does it make any sense if I say that I needed to read this today? Because I feel so alone in not knowing where I belong in this universe?
And then I find out that I am not alone?

]]> http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1259 Thu, 04 Sep 2008 23:14:21 +0100 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2008/09/04/sorry-to-disturb-you/#comment-1259 ...speechless. I feel that I should just leave this space to it's silence-to let the above speak all the colours of the earth, but I have to reach out... to say I'm reading. to say I'm hearing. to say I'm asking myself the same damn questions... …speechless.
I feel that I should just leave this space to it’s silence-to let the above speak all the colours of the earth,
but I have to reach out…
to say I’m reading.
to say I’m hearing.
to say I’m asking myself the same damn questions…

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