Releasing others. Differs from letting go. Opening windows, doors, released – freed from them. Is it worth fighting for?
Based on Until Today’s May 11
There will be days you read or hear something that hits and fits “Living out loud.” Those words hit. While the phrase maybe free to use the message behind came from another. And it hit.
I have no clue if anything I’m doing matters to anyone out there, here, but it’s me. This “meditation” of mine is something I’ve been doing for decades. I’ll say it started with my poetry writing as a teen – and just how many of us wrote teen poetry?
That was us calling out to ourselves, maybe even the universe.
“Living out loud.”
I’m taking the risk and writing. Today it feels non-scary. Tomorrow I might want to run and hide again. Today – here I am.