Connection: Too Darn Good to be True, But It Is

I am so tired I can barely even talk (yes it does happen) but yesterday was a day I will always remember, one that words cannot capture.

Suffice it to say, it has been a long time coming and I am surprised at how it happened almost without me even noticing.

To you who helped make yesterday be what it was, I thank you for just being you. Connection is a beautiful and healing component of this journey we share.

And I had some quality time with my friend, Quin and dear soul Karen Q.! Bubbles, the airplane game, making cookies, camping, and hearing that boy laugh and seeing my pal smile is just too darn good to be true, but it is true, it is my lovely life.

After grappling with a lot of new in my life, today I jotted something simple at church that made me smile and I am taking this lesson with me:

No amount of worry will make something work - It DOES or DOES NOT. That is all. Do not fear. Bathe in what is and let it begin and end there. (I like these words do I.)

Tonight, it is off to eat and collapse and prepare for the new job at Hallmark (just a store but I have to start somewhere).

Life is abundant and new and overwhelming. I need to do some things that are traditions tonight (Friends, Sandi, etc) to anchor me and make me feel like this was not all some dream...

Love,
Dustin

Comments

The Unbroken Thread

Happy Christmas. It is upon us in this hour, this time, this day... after all the fuss, the frenetic pace, it smiles as it does each year finding us in some of the same places and in some different phases. I always flip through the rolodex of my life on this day, remembering the last 30 Christmases (well I guess I don't remember the first few that well) like they are all connected in one amazing thread charting my successes, my growth, my defeats, my darkness, and my light. Technically Christmas has not really begun. I have not done the ritual of heading to my Mom's and opening gifts and waltzing to see our Christmas film, but I have already been touched by Christmas. I write a lot, in this land of musings I have shared 257 writings with you, my friend, my reader spirits. Much has happened in these past two years, but let me simply write that I was not sure that I would ever enjoy Christmas again, ever really feel connected to it, no matter what I tried to do, I felt adrift ...

I Love the Clarks

I LOVE THE CLARKS!!!!!!!!!!!! (I used twelve exclamation marks/points to show the significance of the love and because twelve is my cosmic number.) It is that simple. Jay and Karen (and the illustrious Quin) allowed me to move into their lovely home under the proviso I would be out in a few days. Well that was October 18th and, look at your calendar folks, I am still here. I think that finally the light has bounced off of a nimbus cloud that I have not seen before and I might have a dwelling. But... I LOVE these two people. They just get me and leave me to my own devices. In this time where I have sequestered myself off into my own little respite lair, they have let me "do my own thing". And they are such lovely, talented, decent people. It has been my honour to get to know them more and their ultimate collaboration, THE Quin. He is the COOLEST child ever. I adore the boy. Tonight Jay, Karen, and I played a card game called Nerts. I am addicted and I saw new shades ...

Loving the Squiggly

I was typing the other day and instead of hitting the ! key I hit the ~ key. Two odd altercations happened between two friends and me via facebook so I have deactivated my account for a bit. It was hurtful and unexpected. So when I hit the ~ key it made me smile and forget all that nonsense. ~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dustin

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