Do you limit your love? Afraid you'll run out? Does that mean you're judging too much? Disconnected from the source? What is the source? When you know, is that when you'll know?
Maybe I have a hard time with details. Have a hard time with now. And I'm practicing an uncomfortable balancing act that pays off every time. Every. Single. Time.
Too good to be true? No, I just said it was uncomfortable. The trick is in making the uncomfortable start to feel good. The afterward. The result. Believe it comes and it does. In the meantime: breathe. You never have to wait very long for the next breath. No patience required. No lack of patience required.
The Infinite Ramblings of April Compo
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