The thing about performance, even if it’s only an illusion,
is that it is a celebration of the fact that
we do contain within ourselves infinite possibilities.
How I feel today is a glorious gift. These summer days are just gliding right through me like pure yellow light. I want to bathe in this suspension and learn how to live and love EVERYthing. And with consistent patience, I can watch myself move into new realms of bliss and it is intoxicating. I’ve had a taste of fire and I’m never going to get over it.
“Where truth abideth in many guises”
Piglet: How do you spell love?
Pooh: You don’t spell it, you feel it.
-Winnie The Pooh