Hate

Hate.

Anger.

Betrayal.

How much can we own and how much do we accurately assign?

You understand the context on both sides, you get where the other is coming from, yet you still feel completely F’d the the Nth degree.

Rage? Forgive? Let go? Accept? Move on? Confront? Fight? Inquire?

High school? Immature? An area for growth at a more adult level? Ridiculous? A lack of respect and honor?

Now it’s time for you to fill in the blank:

When to start writing?

So I hit one of those places where I never find time to write, but in fact, I’m probably looking for the time it would take to write some manifesto or something.

All of nothing. It sort of is how I operate, even though I know it.

But there’s lots of my mind, in my heart, testing my soul…no shortage of things to write about.

I also seem to dance between living in the moment and stopping to write. Again, one or the other, not necessarily a balance of both.

I recently purchased Julie Cameron’s “The Right to Write” – I’ve been a big fan of her work for a long time. With a dissertation that needs to really start soon, massive transitions, and the need to integrate a great deal of teaching and learning, I thought it might help me out. Gonna crack it open while the boys are outside.

We’ll see where it leads me. Sparrow taught me to say “yes” to the unfolding. I have one particular outcome in mind, and it might be time to let that go and say yes to what comes.