With half an hour yet to go in the day, I'm still at a post a day for the last three. Good on me.
I had five hours with
boobirdsfly tonight and emerged back home feeling like a completely different person. Things seem more hopeful at the moment and less closed and cold and dark. We created a space of honest release together over coffee, theater and woolly gloves. I granted myself the permission to say 'fuck' as many times as I felt like, which turned out to be several thousand, ala:
"You know, the fucked up thing about that fucking emotion is that... FUCK, it's just so fucking ridiculous and I'm not going to fucking do that fucking shit anymore."
Mmm. I love that word.
We also wrote a mini musical while parking. The hit song is "Jumping, jumping, jumping"
An any rate, I feel like I have discovered some tools again that I can use to carve myself out of this funk, which include but are not limited to the return to practice. And I think it's time that I being to develop some of the more psychological workshops I've always had in mind by using myself as an experiment, starting this weekend. I also feel like I can start giving myself the permission to do some things of a more freeing nature for myself.
But I'm going to bed in a few hours and I don't feel empty. That's a good thing.
I had five hours with
"You know, the fucked up thing about that fucking emotion is that... FUCK, it's just so fucking ridiculous and I'm not going to fucking do that fucking shit anymore."
Mmm. I love that word.
We also wrote a mini musical while parking. The hit song is "Jumping, jumping, jumping"
An any rate, I feel like I have discovered some tools again that I can use to carve myself out of this funk, which include but are not limited to the return to practice. And I think it's time that I being to develop some of the more psychological workshops I've always had in mind by using myself as an experiment, starting this weekend. I also feel like I can start giving myself the permission to do some things of a more freeing nature for myself.
But I'm going to bed in a few hours and I don't feel empty. That's a good thing.
- i'm feeling kinda:
sleepy, but better

Comments
OK. Maybe a little too open to misinterpretation...
HA!
I think it has possibilities.
Um.
Yah !!!
fucking awesome.
The funny, or not so funny thing is, that I've given plenty of workshops in the past, and co-facilitated dozens of both workshops and retreats. Somehow as of 1997, that entire past sort of got left behind. I seem to have plenty of models, but very little motivation :)
No really, I take this as it is meant, and thank you.
Maybe a workshop on effective uses of the word fuck?
I told you, I'm not DOING the fuck workshop! :)
There should also be a number called "Fuckedy fuck fuck fuck".
tooloolooloolooweelilidooobllloooowwoooo
that's how it went.
you got that ?
purrrrrfect.
fuck fuck fuck.
I have no idea why , but this comment told me it and told me to tell you it.