09.21.2010 by Shannon
Unedited Freewrite with Kate: 09/21/10
Topic: Home is…
Home is where the heart is. Home. That word sounds nice. Sounds warm and soft and sacred. I want to be there. This is not home. Well, I don’t know. It almost felt like home, felt like a place I could make home, or maybe was home – last week when I was walking in the dusty earth with my leather worn dusky cowboy boots kicking up microcosms of sand spitting into the earth dusty dusty all the way till (more…)
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09.17.2010 by Shannon
I love it all.
I love color and I love darkness. I love light and I love form. I love yoga. I love breath. I love working. I love naps. I love sending an email at work, and writing “cheers!” at the end of it. I love helping people. I love doing quality, quality work.
I love hot tubs and early mornings. I love the blessing of friends. I love MY friends. I love meditation and sitting in the grass. I love bugs! I love the cat, even when she meows and wakes me up. I love peanut butter and bananas. I love struggle, and the knowledge that releasing into it can bring growth. I love humility.
I love driving home. I love roadsigns. I love coffee, especially when you have a special mug. I love spiders and I love cowboy boots. I love relief. I love crying. I love, love, love laughter.
I love my small hands, and eating cereal, and very simple moments. I love even my cubic at work, and powerpoints and pointless meetings. I love center.
I even love my own bullshit. I love that it makes me human, and imperfect, which reminds me that I’m perfect, jut so. I love others peoples bullshit even more! I love seeing people as people and how varied and rich they are. I love that color between yellow and green.
I love this moment, and everything in it. I love my parents, and my losses, and my gifts, and the deep privilege I have to be able to pass on love. I love gratitude! I love mashed potatoes, and I love music, and I love a smile.
I LOVE green tea.
(I love acceptance, terrycloth robes, and ginger. I really, really love dancing)
I love falling.
I love letting go.
I love clarity.
I even love the confusion that started it all.
I love exactly. The way. Things are.
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09.15.2010 by Shannon
Dear Kate,
Good morning. At your suggestion, I downloaded an emoji app for my iPhone. It gives me a strange, child-like joy now when I text. Be prepared for copious expressive, colorful little icons being blasted your way.
You can exist if you want to. You also get to choose how many times per week you take a shower. Just like you decided that you’d like your toes a blueberry color, because you just wanted it that way, you also may decide other things, just because it pleases you. There is no one/thing else but you.
Please show lots of love to the person to whom I show lots of love. In case you are over there in Boulder, CO with a look of confusion on your face, I will explain: I mean you. All parts of you, please. Every corner and shadow, please. They are the extra special parts that have energy to them. All lovable.
I am very impressed by your peaches and chocolate and cookies pictures, and even more impressed with the culinary creation I know you and Robin are over there manifesting. I don’t blame either of you for thinking many of my dinner concoctions. It’s probably true that mustard and relish on tomato stew is odd. However, I really do urge you to try my newest dessert: on toast, spread 1/3 butter, 1/3 tahini, 1/3 lemon curd. I’ll even make you a slice!
That’s all for now. I’ll go sit in the sun now. Be seeing you soon.
xoxo.
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