Gotta fill up my day. Gotta wash this, gotta fold that, gotta paint and move and read and rest (don't forget rest, for God's sake). Plan and think and finish and start, improve and throw away and mend and tear up and deodorize and sanitize.
No, I have so much to do.
But-I want a hug. I want to breathe with you. And listen. And hear. And hug some more.
I'm getting so good at saying no. The part I can't handle is the silence afterward.
oh, the silence can be brilliant! one you refocus the "no" onto what it is you really want to do - even if that means just sitting on your balcony and staring at the clouds or that lush patch of grass on the town hall lawn, then that is your "silence" staring you in the face in the from of self-truth. being true to you is foreign and strange at first, but once you get used to it, there really is no turning back. amen. practicing "no" on me is good - cause i'll go silent or not silent or whatever, but whatever it is after you say "no," you "know" that it isn't personal - it's just me doing my thing. whatever i was doing in the first place. am i making sense?
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