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[jellyfish93]

There's a beautiful blowsy fall feeling in the air. I am feeling in love with words and names again. The new moon always brings lists of things I might like to do, greater and more grandiose they grow, spilling onto the page with breathless excitement act dance teach write travel garden design love serve nurture nourish create.As Ms. Katherine

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[surlygrl]

Do the hardest thing on earth for you.

Yes. Yes yes yes. I am doing it. It is amazing, but it is so. HARD.

This concept has been coming up and up in blogs I read, with friends of mine--challenging ourselves to do difficult things, things we're afraid of, things that are hard at the time but we realize later so obviously made us better people. I guess it must be something that happens at our age--this very distinct moment, where I can see us moving from the frustration and angst of being a post-adolescent to becoming powerful, self-confident, happy adults. I never expected that process of becoming to be so visible, but it is, maybe thanks to online journals.

I'm not angry anymore, or if I am, it's over having spent so many years in anguish, not realizing that I could be happy someday and that strangely, the pain I experienced, the hardest things I've ever done, could one day be the origin of my happiness.

[jellyfish93]

Ahh, yes! I feel myself more and more insistently shedding the anger of my 'victim identity'...feeling at the effect of my circumstances, my self-disgust, my own life. Growing up is truly taking responsibility for everything I create and have created, and it is a gloriously powerful thing.