<p>Here comes the sun, and I say, it’s all right. Nineteen pet sits today, up at 5, lots more dogs than cats (this irregular/imbalanced truth often arrives like the rush of retail), Greta and Tala’s (and Sophies [see Come See Me, Sophie]) family leaving later because new baby is teething, colder day, easier on the [&hellip;]</p>

<p>Here comes the sun, and I say, it’s all right. Nineteen pet sits today, up at 5, lots more dogs than cats (this irregular/imbalanced truth often arrives like the rush of retail), Greta and Tala’s (and Sophies [see Come See Me, Sophie]) family leaving later because new baby is teething, colder day, easier on the [&hellip;]</p>

<p>Here comes the sun, and I say, it’s all right. Nineteen pet sits today, up at 5, lots more dogs than cats (this irregular/imbalanced truth often arrives like the rush of retail), Greta and Tala’s (and Sophies [see Come See Me, Sophie]) family leaving later because new baby is teething, colder day, easier on the [&hellip;]</p>

<p>Here comes the sun, and I say, it’s all right. Nineteen pet sits today, up at 5, lots more dogs than cats (this irregular/imbalanced truth often arrives like the rush of retail), Greta and Tala’s (and Sophies [see Come See Me, Sophie]) family leaving later because new baby is teething, colder day, easier on the [&hellip;]</p>

<p>“Do you need a bag for this?” when you’ve forgot your reusable. Like I’m gonna ruin my planet for a plastic bag not even strong enough to scoop the cat box offerings into. When, obviously, I don’t need a bag, dumbo; I’m perfectly fine doing what I always do which is carrying it exquisitely stacked [&hellip;]</p>

<p>“Do you need a bag for this?” when you’ve forgot your reusable. Like I’m gonna ruin my planet for a plastic bag not even strong enough to scoop the cat box offerings into. When, obviously, I don’t need a bag, dumbo; I’m perfectly fine doing what I always do which is carrying it exquisitely stacked [&hellip;]</p>

<p>“Do you need a bag for this?” when you’ve forgot your reusable. Like I’m gonna ruin my planet for a plastic bag not even strong enough to scoop the cat box offerings into. When, obviously, I don’t need a bag, dumbo; I’m perfectly fine doing what I always do which is carrying it exquisitely stacked [&hellip;]</p>

<p>I’ve lost a lot of very good people to this truth. But first, I lost myself. Because we’re not born into the education about how to flow with the growth of our own life. We’re born into the construct of the five senses, and instructed to bow to the mores of a society which we’re [&hellip;]</p>

<p>I’ve lost a lot of very good people to this truth. But first, I lost myself. Because we’re not born into the education about how to flow with the growth of our own life. We’re born into the construct of the five senses, and instructed to bow to the mores of a society which we’re [&hellip;]</p>

<p>I’ve lost a lot of very good people to this truth. But first, I lost myself. Because we’re not born into the education about how to flow with the growth of our own life. We’re born into the construct of the five senses, and instructed to bow to the mores of a society which we’re [&hellip;]</p>

<p>I don’t buy things for myself very often. My deal is that when you keep buying&#8211;thoughtlessly proceeding into consumerism&#8211;you never calm your self enough to discover the truest source of happiness. It’s not about the shoes; it’s never about the shoes. But I gotta say I think I’m calling it on these ratty pieces of [&hellip;]</p>

<p>I don’t buy things for myself very often. My deal is that when you keep buying&#8211;thoughtlessly proceeding into consumerism&#8211;you never calm your self enough to discover the truest source of happiness. It’s not about the shoes; it’s never about the shoes. But I gotta say I think I’m calling it on these ratty pieces of [&hellip;]</p>

<p>I don’t buy things for myself very often. My deal is that when you keep buying&#8211;thoughtlessly proceeding into consumerism&#8211;you never calm your self enough to discover the truest source of happiness. It’s not about the shoes; it’s never about the shoes. But I gotta say I think I’m calling it on these ratty pieces of [&hellip;]</p>

<p>This morning I felt it. As I sometimes do. I woke up early before the world to see the quiet, and the cool stillness.&nbsp; Nature&#8211;the Great Mother&#8211;was baring herself to the unconditional acceptance of the sky and falling back into the wonder of itself. And I paused on my front porch while my soul connected [&hellip;]</p>

<p>This morning I felt it. As I sometimes do. I woke up early before the world to see the quiet, and the cool stillness.&nbsp; Nature&#8211;the Great Mother&#8211;was baring herself to the unconditional acceptance of the sky and falling back into the wonder of itself. And I paused on my front porch while my soul connected [&hellip;]</p>

<p>This morning I felt it. As I sometimes do. I woke up early before the world to see the quiet, and the cool stillness.&nbsp; Nature&#8211;the Great Mother&#8211;was baring herself to the unconditional acceptance of the sky and falling back into the wonder of itself. And I paused on my front porch while my soul connected [&hellip;]</p>

<p>[Just popped in a Paul Simon CD, and now St Judy’s Comet rides shotgun, rolling across the skies and leaving sprays of diamonds in its wake. Music, poetry, words left out like cat food for homeless cats….it’s all part of love]. I&#8217;ve been waking up at sunrise to love like lightning shaking til it moans [&hellip;]</p>

<p>[Just popped in a Paul Simon CD, and now St Judy’s Comet rides shotgun, rolling across the skies and leaving sprays of diamonds in its wake. Music, poetry, words left out like cat food for homeless cats….it’s all part of love]. I&#8217;ve been waking up at sunrise to love like lightning shaking til it moans [&hellip;]</p>

<p>[Just popped in a Paul Simon CD, and now St Judy’s Comet rides shotgun, rolling across the skies and leaving sprays of diamonds in its wake. Music, poetry, words left out like cat food for homeless cats….it’s all part of love]. I&#8217;ve been waking up at sunrise to love like lightning shaking til it moans [&hellip;]</p>

<p>When my sister “came out” in the mid-1990’s, a few family members made like it was a huge deal how accepting they were about it so when my own kids started dabbling in what they felt their sexuality was and it was right during/after a transformatively-dark sojourn for our little family, I was traumatized and [&hellip;]</p>