so II knocked the air out of me and I feel so bad now and I don't want to think about why. Who is MW?
I have lost track of where people are, so email me an address I can reach you at. I'd like to send you things from New York (when I figure out how the postal system works over there - I'm not too good with things like that).
Don't feel bad, Rach. That would make me feel worse. MW is Marianne Wiggins she wrote this one amazing book called Evidence of Things Unseen and it is currently packed up right now but it is so beautiful and I will send you pieces of my favorite parts when I can find it again.
I feel somewhat guilty, because there was this part of me that believed whole-heartedly that no amount of distance, virtual or otherwise, could tear us apart (me, you, or anyone) in my absence because we were all so very close. But I come back spontaneously, and I think to myself, I really don't belong here anymore..And it's funny.. Well, not so much humorous, but I can excuse myself for not having adequate words to describe what I'm feeling, what I'm thinking, by saying it's funny that I feel I've outgrown something. It isn't LiveJournal, and it isn't the friendships that have developed through these pages and so many others.. It's myself, the person I was then. I am no longer that blushing girl who needed language equal to oxygen, who searched for the right words until her head would ache, who needed to make others feel something in order to feel anything at all alone. And, really, that's all it can be narrowed down to: A need I once had to know someone understood and cared, perhaps even a little, that has dissolved (evolved
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I'd also be interested in reading "How to Cope". I think we all need reminders here and there, you know? I used to think we were all stuck in circles, round and round the same feelings/ideas, different moments in time. But now I'm leaning towards spirals. Similiar, but yet so different.
Yoga centers me. I try to do a little bit every day to clear my head. I've been trying to empty myself lately, reading about Buddhism and doing yoga, and I notice I feel so much better when I don't have a million thoughts or ideas or worries cluttered in my mind. Just being able to sit in the grass quietly and calmly and listen to the birds and the train stutter against the tracks down the street helps so much.
i feel insignificant amidst all these other comments. i got your letter today. they give us our mail by screaming the names on them across the cafeteria at lunch. so when they yelled "lighthouse keeper natalie" i jumped up and said THAT'S ME!
the woman looked at me and said, how do you know? and i replied, i just do, and took it from her hands. it was beautiful, lightfoot.
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I have lost track of where people are, so email me an address I can reach you at. I'd like to send you things from New York (when I figure out how the postal system works over there - I'm not too good with things like that).
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& I look forward to it.
Thank you for your address - I'm writing it in my notebook now.
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I feel somewhat guilty, because there was this part of me that believed whole-heartedly that no amount of distance, virtual or otherwise, could tear us apart (me, you, or anyone) in my absence because we were all so very close. But I come back spontaneously, and I think to myself, I really don't belong here anymore..And it's funny.. Well, not so much humorous, but I can excuse myself for not having adequate words to describe what I'm feeling, what I'm thinking, by saying it's funny that I feel I've outgrown something. It isn't LiveJournal, and it isn't the friendships that have developed through these pages and so many others.. It's myself, the person I was then. I am no longer that blushing girl who needed language equal to oxygen, who searched for the right words until her head would ache, who needed to make others feel something in order to feel anything at all alone. And, really, that's all it can be narrowed down to: A need I once had to know someone understood and cared, perhaps even a little, that has dissolved (evolved ( ... )
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Yoga centers me. I try to do a little bit every day to clear my head. I've been trying to empty myself lately, reading about Buddhism and doing yoga, and I notice I feel so much better when I don't have a million thoughts or ideas or worries cluttered in my mind. Just being able to sit in the grass quietly and calmly and listen to the birds and the train stutter against the tracks down the street helps so much.
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I am going to yoga tonight and hopefully like you said that will help center me.
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i got your letter today.
they give us our mail by screaming the names on them across the cafeteria at lunch.
so when they yelled "lighthouse keeper natalie" i jumped up and said THAT'S ME!
the woman looked at me and said, how do you know?
and i replied, i just do, and took it from her hands.
it was beautiful, lightfoot.
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Never insignificant, Natslee, for you are my one and only - the most significant one of all!
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