Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Hearts on Fire
I am wildly comforted to read my words over tonight in this journal. I am all asunder and quietly working at turning it over to Spirit and not screaming, but I would scream if I had a place to. Then I read me screaming a few entries ago and know it for what it is and feel good. I do not shut up. I *can* scream when I need to. And I can move on. And most comforting of all are the rare times someone responds and I know these screams are not meaningless nor going unheard. Blessings.
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It is amazing to go back and read your old thoughts. I'm always in awe at how I can completely feel the emotions I felt then, but at the end know that it was the past and I survived it. Many of the times I write in a journal or on a scrap piece of paper that I save of course, is when I'm feeling really low or really, really high that I just have to tell someone my story, but don't really want to talk about it. I know I always feel better once I write it down, but I think the feeling is even better weeks, months or years later when I go back read those words and remember that I did survive those moments that I though would never pass.
I must say that it is astonishing that you share these personal writings. I don't know if I could ever let anyone read my personal journals. Thank you for sharing.
Love always your friend G
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