I love words; written words, spoken words, whispered words, words sung, even words implied.
Yesterday I had four relatively significant conversations with members of the opposite sex. That's rare for me, I realize. One man essentially said that I should ask for things, to say what I want. Another, my former husband, told me something I'd not understood about myself. What he said in regard to me was true and obscure. It startled me. Another suggested I need to find something he called "clarity". Easier said then done, but I'll try. Lastly my son arrived home and informed me that it was, "good to see me". He's 7 and so hearing that it was good to be seen after he'd been out of sight for under 48 hours practically made me cry, as soon as I stopped laughing over it.
Yesterday's four conversations might seem small, but they're not, because I'm still pondering them, rolling them over in my mind, wondering what it is that I deduced from them? What actions have manifested for me from those words? Here's what I think; asking/telling, knowing, seeking, feeling.
I'll say what it is I'd like. I'll acknowledge something true about myself. Try to find what I need and be clear, while I feel the sweet emotions that spontaneously rise up in me when someone small says something big... "It's good to see you"....
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