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The Force is Strong With This One
So..................yeah.
Recently I was drawn back to these websites and The Wave and all that groovy stuff... It's like, I've been here before, but then I saw something SHINY out of the corner of my eye and got distracted for oh.... a good decade. Darnit... it always amazes me how easy it is to forget.
So, as I've been reading on The Wave, and stuff, little bells are going off again and again I have that nagging, uncomfortable feeling that I'm supposed to be doing something really important but I forgot what it is... I forgot everything except that I'm here for a purpose. We all are, it's just that some of us care about it and some of us don't. I've fluctuated between the two, but I decided that I like myself more when I care. Is that STS or STO, or both? I dunno. I'm just working with what I've got, here.
Okay, so anyway, as I'm asking myself this question, "What does it all mean?" and trying to bug Laura about it, I go on a cleaning jag and start reorganizing my bookshelves. In this process, a little spiral-bound book falls out of the massive mess of books that I own. It is a book that I found on a stone bench, in the rain, outside a cafe in Woodstock. I picked it up and started reading it right then and there and it made me smile so much, I had to keep it. A fellow who was a stranger to me but seemed REALLY familiar happened to walk by as I was reading it, and we had a nice talk about DNA and things, and he said I should keep the book. We hugged, and he felt like my 'brother' in some way.
Okay, not to sound too hippy-dippy or flakey-wakey, this book is really a great read... It CHEERS YOU UP, and it 'zaps' you (as the author describes). I'm just curious if anyone else has read this, and what your feelings/opinions/experiences with this book are.
Recently I was drawn back to these websites and The Wave and all that groovy stuff... It's like, I've been here before, but then I saw something SHINY out of the corner of my eye and got distracted for oh.... a good decade. Darnit... it always amazes me how easy it is to forget.
So, as I've been reading on The Wave, and stuff, little bells are going off again and again I have that nagging, uncomfortable feeling that I'm supposed to be doing something really important but I forgot what it is... I forgot everything except that I'm here for a purpose. We all are, it's just that some of us care about it and some of us don't. I've fluctuated between the two, but I decided that I like myself more when I care. Is that STS or STO, or both? I dunno. I'm just working with what I've got, here.
Okay, so anyway, as I'm asking myself this question, "What does it all mean?" and trying to bug Laura about it, I go on a cleaning jag and start reorganizing my bookshelves. In this process, a little spiral-bound book falls out of the massive mess of books that I own. It is a book that I found on a stone bench, in the rain, outside a cafe in Woodstock. I picked it up and started reading it right then and there and it made me smile so much, I had to keep it. A fellow who was a stranger to me but seemed REALLY familiar happened to walk by as I was reading it, and we had a nice talk about DNA and things, and he said I should keep the book. We hugged, and he felt like my 'brother' in some way.
Okay, not to sound too hippy-dippy or flakey-wakey, this book is really a great read... It CHEERS YOU UP, and it 'zaps' you (as the author describes). I'm just curious if anyone else has read this, and what your feelings/opinions/experiences with this book are.
