04-02-2012, 12:01 AM
Waxwing said: Morning Son-You made me angry gave a lot of personal power to stop my world
you said "permission" you just didn't want to give out permission anymore for anyone just to intrude on your dreams (still a little shaky Ms so it may not be exact quote). And you were going to probably leave. In CC language "hinge" I guess. I started to wonder, wake up! Permission matters. needed that, Thank You
Learning about the Per Syd clock time adjustment right now. I will be gone for a little bit. I spilled my guts out in some rowboat accident. My husband was steering and I wasn't paying attention. Had to have them put back in, 89 stitches. He's used to steering, usually the stronger of the 2 reckless drivers. Flipped and bailed the boat out, couldn't believe how green and stagnant the water it was, it stunk. He smelled it and I don't think he wants to get back in that boat either. We used to sail but we broke the keel. Every year we look at it in the yard but heh, we really do need some people power to life it to fix it. Instead we've just been growing rotten vegetables and selling them at a roadside stand. Who cares, whatever floats the boat right? While I was in the coffin I saw all these kids I used to work with when I volunteered at school. Usually the other kids could smell those rotten vegetables on them and shunned them. They weren't even eating them! Their parents were re-selling them to escape something or other. The kids just sat in front of the tv eating soggy cereal. And the door was wide open, the parent/s didn't care who came in. Hell, they were so friendly easy going. So they gave (or made) their kids pound puppies. I saw some of those kids go to the pound when they got older.
So I pushed those nails out of the coffin certain what has to be done. I'll be back before it all comes to fruit but he is 1 week 3 days I think also and we felt like we haven't "seen" each other in quite awhile. This is only going in one direction you know. This time he needs me to steer and I've learned how.
peace
cedar
you said "permission" you just didn't want to give out permission anymore for anyone just to intrude on your dreams (still a little shaky Ms so it may not be exact quote). And you were going to probably leave. In CC language "hinge" I guess. I started to wonder, wake up! Permission matters. needed that, Thank You
Learning about the Per Syd clock time adjustment right now. I will be gone for a little bit. I spilled my guts out in some rowboat accident. My husband was steering and I wasn't paying attention. Had to have them put back in, 89 stitches. He's used to steering, usually the stronger of the 2 reckless drivers. Flipped and bailed the boat out, couldn't believe how green and stagnant the water it was, it stunk. He smelled it and I don't think he wants to get back in that boat either. We used to sail but we broke the keel. Every year we look at it in the yard but heh, we really do need some people power to life it to fix it. Instead we've just been growing rotten vegetables and selling them at a roadside stand. Who cares, whatever floats the boat right? While I was in the coffin I saw all these kids I used to work with when I volunteered at school. Usually the other kids could smell those rotten vegetables on them and shunned them. They weren't even eating them! Their parents were re-selling them to escape something or other. The kids just sat in front of the tv eating soggy cereal. And the door was wide open, the parent/s didn't care who came in. Hell, they were so friendly easy going. So they gave (or made) their kids pound puppies. I saw some of those kids go to the pound when they got older.
So I pushed those nails out of the coffin certain what has to be done. I'll be back before it all comes to fruit but he is 1 week 3 days I think also and we felt like we haven't "seen" each other in quite awhile. This is only going in one direction you know. This time he needs me to steer and I've learned how.
peace
cedar