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Trust Your Instincts…

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You strode deeper and deeper 
into the world,


determined to do
 the only thing you could do,


determined to save
 the only life you could save.
Mary Oliver

TODAY: On waking I felt expectant, the day felt slow, yet a brighter day emerged before my eyes. There was a chill in the air…I could feel it deep in my bones…Hot tea was welcome…

WORD: Depth

COLOUR: Ruby Red

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FEELING:

Joy was not meant to be a crumb – Mary Oliver
Alive yet fragile, sensitive, knowing, understanding and allowing…

BODY: Soft, delicate, slow movement, healing (a mild heart attack 3 weeks ago), resting.

BLOG:17:4:

“Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes.

But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the ‘normal people’ as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like ‘Have a nice day’ and ‘Weather’s awful today, eh?’ you yearn inside to say forbidden things like ‘Tell me something that makes you cry’ or ‘What do you think deja vu is for?’

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Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing?

Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger?

Everybody carries a piece of the puzzle.

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Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence.
Trust your instincts.

Do the unexpected.

Find the others…”

Timothy Leary

Colour Matrix Essence shown – Magdalene

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Outside Looking In…

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“Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. 

You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do,

maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes.

But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider,

watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences.

The-Outsider

For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”,

you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or

“What do you think deja vu is for?”.

Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator.

But what if that girl in the elevator

(and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? 

lookingback

Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger?

Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. 

Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence.

Trust your instincts.

Do the unexpected.

Find the others…”

outside-looking-in

 Timothy Leary