Here is a story of facing your fear and letting go. The ending isn’t completely written yet,
maybe you can help.
This is written by my son, and, although he’s at the other
end of the planet right now, it sounds like he’s working on the same things mentioned
the other day (Note to Self). Enjoy.
Thursday, September 12,
2013
this post may sound a bit
rough - that's how i feel at the moment. i'm sitting with the resonances of a
pretty massive learning, and it's still digesting. i want to put my ignorance
on full display, because it's a lesson that's worth sharing.
for anyone out there who's read my past writings, i should have said these things before:
1. thank you
2. know that my tendency is to think that i've got it figured out, and then cling to that idea, right up until life smacks me across the face with my own misunderstanding. so bear that in mind whenever you read anything of mine
here's the latest 'smacked-across-the-face' story.
if you didn't know already, i'm in australia - alice springs, specifically. i came here to complete a TaKeTiNa teacher-training, and also to 'find myself.' (TaKeTiNa is this shamanic-rhythmic-meditativey thing. it's totally awesome.)
for anyone out there who's read my past writings, i should have said these things before:
1. thank you
2. know that my tendency is to think that i've got it figured out, and then cling to that idea, right up until life smacks me across the face with my own misunderstanding. so bear that in mind whenever you read anything of mine
here's the latest 'smacked-across-the-face' story.
if you didn't know already, i'm in australia - alice springs, specifically. i came here to complete a TaKeTiNa teacher-training, and also to 'find myself.' (TaKeTiNa is this shamanic-rhythmic-meditativey thing. it's totally awesome.)
This story continues here.
Much love,
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