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  Empty is a full space. The void contains timelessness. I have been anxious to meet empty     very, very anxious. I have avoided empty feelings     only to notice empty more prominently. Sometimes I have saught for empty spaces     nature dressing up the unfathomable     sheltered, I have for brief moments,     relished a deep inhalation of empty air     pregnant with morning dew, ladened with pollens     empty air rushing into gasping, expanded     lung-sacks, permeable organic things     squeezed into companionship among billions     of cells made up of stardust.   The spaces between stars, empty? Between breaths, universes? Empty is not so empty: impish a-void-er!     Nothingness vastly embraces and fills you. Full of space, I step through the portal of this Thursday morning: 6/22/23

It's my birthday this month.  I'll  be 39 on 12 May.  I'm hopefull that these words will be a positive thing for my mind to work on throughout the whole month of May I like . . . has many things that could be placed after those starter words.   I'm curious about self-chatter.  Can I give new words, new phrases, new one liners to myself that are more supportive than the negative top-down, emotion packed self-judgements? I will finish this sentence:  I ______________ myself.  These may turn into mini mantra's love cherish enjoy sooth caress celebrate feel support validate hear  empathize  attune see hold permit re-create understand welcome embrace invite be-friend accept approve nurture encourage praise like acknowledge release renew respect I may be a puzzle but I'm worth figuring out.

This beautiful scenery is a reminder that individual identity blends to make a beautiful whole. We are much more than a snowflake.  We are no less intricate, subtle, and unique.  What does beauty look like?   Here's a sketch.

John 8:58  Jesus said unto them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Before Abraham was born, I am. John 8:59   They took up stones therefore to cast at him: but Jesus hid himself, and went out of the temple.   I had the joy of reaching out about a year ago to my sister.  She finally left a difficult high demand situation.  I had left my guru, Ricky Neville almost 10 years ago.  My sister stayed, the only person in my family to stay.  She stayed for another 9 years.  She might be defined and labeled accurately as damaged.    Deeply damaged.  In attempting to reach out after years of not being able to do so.  I wrote her a letter.  In this letter I speak of I AM.  To those of us who have a context of what the Judeo-Christian teach regarding the Christ being the "I AM" this may hold some meaning. I wrote my sister: I'm saying something very deep and something very healing.  I AM.  YOU ARE....

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