Loss I thought you'd live forever, though I know it can't be so-- I've always known I'd lose you, though I thought you'd never go... There'd be time some perfect day to speak the long-unspoken word, To tell you all I needed to, to be sure that you had heard... That there'd be time to listen, to show how much I care To be sure you know I love you, before you aren't there. But I have been so busy, and believed you'd always be within my voice's reach, and where my eyes could turn and see that you... Sign in to see full entry.
I was just reading Julia's post about letting go, and remembered some internal exploration I did on this topic a while back. I, like Julia, have a hard time letting go of things. I looked inwards to see what beliefs I hold that would make letting go so difficult. Things, feelings, people... call me 'limpet,' once something is mine, I want it to stay mine. But why? I also value traveling light-- like the philosopher who saw someone drinking from a stream using their cupped hands, and pulled his... Sign in to see full entry.