In lateA 12 hour + day
loving it loving it.
I rambled on a bit last night
about my diary ahead.
No repeating now,
but had a great day talking with humans,
listening,
asking questions,
loving it,
loving them.
It is funny,
I am used to not being loved in return,
but today I was.
I don't expect humans who are working through brambles on their road less travelled,
to give me any response - affirmation - recognition,
even that I am present beside them.
Some I relate to are so blocked with their issues - I get nothing back.
That is ok.
Today, everyone who I related to gave me something.
A word,
smile,
glittering eyes,
a tear,
a leaning forward,
a question,
a listening ear,
a jest,
time .............................
Who have you given to like that today?
Say the name out loud,
it becomes more real.
Who have you not looked at in the eye?
Has your skin been shining as you relate?
Or has it been grey?
So many I know
have toothache.
Toothache preoccupies.
Blocks other agendas.
I understand if you cannot tell me who you are.
I am privileged when you can.
You are beautiful.
100% loved.
Precious ................ and as I said to the waitress tonight::
Yesh tesh sponyowa
