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9 comments:
All the time. While being in love. Or being intimidated.
I am in awe of my cats, because they are "alive" all of the time. My enthusiasm for Life is dampened by my mind and knowledge. I am most happy listening to nothing.
Recently. Frequently. Though they are short lived. I've felt a little bipolar lately, like a pendulum swinging from bad to good and back again.
But that's probably too much information to leave in a comment field on someone else's blog.
All the time! Even when being intimidated. I am always in love!
How about you AJ?
Well. I have moments. They tend to be too few and infrequent. That definitely needs to change. More living, more loving life.
There's that sense of invincibility when you think you can't die just yet because you've been put here to do something. And then it's amazing that you're still here. Even when you close your eyes and think DIE, you can't find the switch if it's there. Then you need to touch something and your eyes dart just amazed at all there is around you--matter and light and everything. If you listen to your heart, and I mean that literally, which is the only way to be sure, it's an incredible sound, of the life inside you. Not only to be alive, but to be living.
Well we are responsible.
Shan. I'm glad you're back. (I'd enjoy a blog invite, if you're so inclined...)
For awhile I was ambivalent to the notion of dying. Now I feel as though I've too much left to do to die just yet. I'm not sure which I prefer.
Touch is the thing that most reassures me that I'm here. Sometimes I get to feeling rather ethereal.
Being alive varies from living. I'm trying to do more of the latter.
I haven't been blogging, Julie, there aren't any posts there. I felt a little overexposed, so just hid the whole thing from view. If I get back to writing I'll most definitely share it with you.
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