Funny That.

[neversremedy8]

Today I've typed out two, full and complete LJ posts, chosen icons et al, and then closed the window because after reviewing the text I decided that what I typed really didn't need to be shared. I'm not sure why. Both were accurate in conveying either a fact or a feeling about me at that point, and yet they seemed trivial. Despite the proliferation of memes and quizzes in my journal recently, I do wish to make what I say here be of some value, though I am measuring value only against my own perspective. I wish to go deeper. After my experiences of living in joy yesterday, I discovered another way of perceiving the world. Perhaps that is why I spent much of today not in contemplation. I wrote over two thousand words in my novel today and cooked a fabulous dinner, but otherwise did very little else of worth. I needed to vegetate, and tomorrow? Who knows.

Instead of those posts I will say this: live in unconditional love and be well, my friends. You are in my heart.

Tonight I sleep.