9:36 am
December 27, 2010

So, I don't see this place as broken.
I see it as fragmented.
Last night, starting with the talk we had,
we said everything that needed to happen in the house,
how their needed to be communication in the house,
how everyone needed to have a voice.

It may seem that this is not a community,
but it is a community.

The communication may look like it is broken,
The deep purpose that I want is here
or everyone could not come together to heal.

You all came together to heal one of the
house mates who had cancer.

What looks broken is just fragmented.
Last night it looked like a new segment.
There was movement in communication
because maybe there is a new person,
who wants to move in.

Maybe it could have flowed easier,
but there were clogged ears.

The walls were being taken down a little bit
and decisions were being made.

Choice to let out a bit of vulnerability,
a transfer of power to community,
from one source to group.

I saw you were experiencing what you wanted
with opinions and feelings.
It wasn't as clear as it could be
but there was movement toward the dream
they had.

It was not wanting to leave and give up
to the point where Chef Jem....

There was openings all over the place.
A willingness for it to shift.

Not optimum, but a shift.
A reason to shift.

You invited them in, and they wanted to come.

That to me...you finding the flower,
in the piece of the tree...it was always there anyway.
Maybe my unconscious knew it was there...

You were feeling despair when you went out there.
Afterward, you watched The Santa Claus movie
the next day. First I saw it on T.V.,
then I had it.

Things like that keep me going.
It is hard to write it quickly.
My heart and mind go quicker than my fingers.

9:44 am
December 27, 2010





 

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