Hm… very interesting. We are currently in December of 2011 of our lives. People die, animals die. People go in and out of hospitals. Our bodies change, our skin changes. We find things to distract us, like television and magazines. We hide our real face; maybe we’ve even forgotten what it looks like. Maybe we never even knew.
We wonder about the afterlife, if there is one. We claim we know there is, and that we know exactly what it will be like. We believe in a caring, loving, highly judgmental God who just took our family member, and we cry every single day for our loss.
These are just simple observations from a happy woman in her thirty-third year on earth. Soon to be thirty-fourth, and then fortieth, and then fiftieth. I am very satisfied with my job, my love life, my home. I just observe what goes on in this here thingamajig we refer to as “life,” in these little segments that we refer to as “years” and “days.”
All we can do is experience the things we feel drawn to, within the boundaries of the law and/or our own morals. Beauty can always be found, even if we need a little help here and there. I take pleasure in as many things as possible, and see the beauty even in that which is painful. Which makes me a pretty good person to session with, winkwink.
My mother was right… I am changing. For the better, of course. My mind is changing, my body is changing. I am filling with new desires, and a new sense of clarity.