My story
This is the song of unawareness.
Listen to my story, believe my story,
consider my story more important than any of your stories,
validate my story, tell me my story is the true story,
don’t distract with your stories,
listen to my story …
why do i long for a better story?
September 5th, 2007 23:30
[from an email exchange - continued]
On Wed, September 5, 2007 11:37 am, Dana wrote:
> See, here I’m inclined to hit the send button,
> but that’s not communicating how pleased I am
> to be communicating with you, that you are
> hearing me talk and thinking about what I’m
> saying. How Right I feel working with you,
> being with you, sharing with you.
> If I’d have hit send, would you have still
> had that understanding that this is where I’m
> coming from?
less thinking. more doing. doing motivated by
what is in our hearts.
so thank you for writing (doing) how you were
feeling. a smile appears on my face as i sit
savoring the notion that you were delighting in
the synergy and synchronicity of our connecting.
let us shout out our passionate feelings from
the rooftops! write, dance, build, cook, sing,
play, whatever and let passion motivate
everything we do. this kind of doing penetrates
souls and communicates what thinking cannot.
when you just be
your true self
in front of me
i will know
you . . . me
— beloved
September 5, 2007 7:47 pm — david