In the past few days, most of my thoughts have been focus on further detachment. As I believe thoughts become action and physical manifestation, I am at the point where I feel with every cell in my body a need to further let go. The comfort zone I knew where I dwell ed in the " what could have been" zone is being phased out and replaced by what will be. Instead of being a fallen angel, leaving my paradise of denial and maybes, I am making a genuine effort in picking up my broken wings and getting them back on with some serious superglue! There is a light at the end of this tunnel and although I see the glimpse of it, I need to get closer in order to experience it. And because I never do anything half ass ed, I find some value in being in the abyss of a broken heart as one can truly learn the tenderness and compassion pain brings, especially towards oneself. Happiness gives you this false sense of security while security impermanent and ever so elusive. Such is the paradox of love, brings you up to highs and lows with such extremes that it puts Six Flag's fiercest roller coaster to shame... As I listen to Etta James souful and bluesy voice I find inspiration to see beauty in every and all situations.
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