loving not fixing
I have discovered that loving people and fixing them are two very different things.
I am so happy to have had this realization.
Imagine what it would feel like to live in a culture where there wasn’t so much self-loathing? What is that even like? I am incredibly weary of so much of this: “bah humbug” “we suck” “we’re destroying the planet” “life sucks” “fuck the man” “the world is going to shit” “the holidays have turned into…
life brings little moments of everyday astonishment like smelling the sea air infused in morning moisture or feeling the tenderness of a heart miles away (just knowing) memories of tireswinging summers with loud thunderCLAPS mud pies and the love of mother of dust on my tongue watching my dad shoot a rattlesnake (integration) seeing, feeling,…