So what is fun? Not a weekend of petty arguments with my son, not drinking so much wine that I fall into a pit of lethargy, not cleaning the broken fridge or shopping on a Saturday for a demanding Mother-in-law. Fun is letting go, laughing, drumming, connecting with the real stuff. How easy to see when alone and in space, how difficult to keep hold of when one becomes two or more.
I was prepared to make this entry positive, yesterday "life is good" was my title. I love my life. Believe it or not I love my life: my husband, my son, my self, my work, my friends, my emerging creativity. The flatness is part of me. Be mindful, accept, enjoy rather than endure! It is the yin to the yang.
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