I’m finding it harder and harder to share here without a mask. I had no private world when my heart was shattered open when Rupert died. And now I do. There are secrets to keep and filters to manage and feelings to consider. They are mine to guard. No one can do that save me.
I had a realization the other night that I’m going to be alright. I closed a door last week that I didn’t want to close. While open, it shielded me and kept me from fully participating in my life. It felt safe in its distance. Once I closed it, life came and found me and quite literally kissed me passionately on the lips. It was, once again, magic that appeared on my doorstep and entered into my heart, showing me that I’m going to be okay. That I am okay.
I am surrounded by love.
I win at friends.
I have ease.
I experience positive outcomes.
Fuck you, it’s magic.
And while we’re at it, tee hee 🙂