Friday, April 22, 2005

>>>it is late night<<<

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Originally uploaded by Pip Wilson.


.......... it is late night at and I am clicking now for a reread in the morning and then ...... launching it to you .......

I recall sitting in a group of beautiful humans and scanning the circle .....

Someone leaving next week and looking good ....... from a hell of a life.
Someone messed up and ugly ..... feelings that is. I think beautiful.
Someone not speaking but involved in everything else.
Someone chocked and saying, gagging on the words, "my mother died".
Someone stumbling to link words together without making any sense.
Someone looking rough but the mind still alive and saying real things about life.
Someone with eyes that match the chemicals of the day.
Someone fresh-out from spliffing plenty.
Someone, no two, hanging around within earshot but walking all the time.
Someone who said "I am happier now than ever".
Someone who has been rejected by parents and determined to get life together.
Someone once an addict to heroin, and a street sleeper, last week a drunk and this week looking smart and clean and clear headed........

A group of late night humans are sitting around and me trying to forge some sense of cohesion. Young uns age sixteen and a few a little older. They have lived a life too vivid for a soap opera. I know so many have never been so close to humans in such a mashed state and.......... I love em.
We talk, I facilitate - with all my might - to have them settle down and focus, and we do .... eventually.
Out comes real stories, life experiences, of a 'down time' in their life.
We all have them eh?
This was facilitated by a new blob figure drawing sketched today by my own hand.
But anyone can read this paper ..... no words you see!
Once the first person opened up and was honest, the rest followed with ever increasing honesty and openness.
We ended again with sharing a positive each.
Never do I want to re-enforce the negative and hopelessness .......... 'hope' is a vital concept and essential dream even though it maybe only about one step, the next step.

I feel good because it was tough going at times but a developmental experience for all of us - including me.