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“It’s dark because you are trying too hard.
Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly.
Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply.
Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.
I was so preposterously serious in those days, such a humorless little prig.
Lightly, lightly – it’s the best advice ever given me.
When it comes to dying even. Nothing ponderous, or portentous, or emphatic.
No rhetoric, no tremolos,
no self conscious persona putting on its celebrated imitation of Christ or Little Nell.
And of course, no theology, no metaphysics.
Just the fact of dying and the fact of the clear light.
So throw away your baggage and go forward.
There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet,
trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair.
That’s why you must walk so lightly.
Lightly my darling,
on tiptoes and no luggage,
not even a sponge bag,
It’s odd to celebrate your birthday because in my mind you are ageless, not older or younger than any day that came before; always the same except better and brighter than all that was.
You are the best kind of person and friend that I never imagined could be, and can’t imagine having lived without and my life is infinitely better for having known you.
The best year of your life should be the one you are living and I hope this one, your 33rd, is this in both principal and practice.
La La Vasquez
This is the way it’s done. (it being the short way to spell everything)
So this morning I laced up my sneaks(for only the second time in as many months) and hit the road.
It was hard.
Just like that I went from someone who could crank out 26.2 miles in less than 4 hours to someone who struggled to keep my legs moving for 3 songs in a row.
My nose was running. My cheeks were red.
“On your Left” repeated over and over by my fellow lakefront joggers
I am feeling sort of despondent about how tough that run just was
But I guess I should be excited about all the GROWING I’ve got ahead of me.
I mean, it’s like I am back at square one…let the learning begin.
My point in sharing all of this is…
I can’t be the only one who fell off the wagon,
So if anyone is looking to get back in their shoes - now is as good of a time as any. And maybe we can get through this sucky part together.
My mantra, for now: Put one foot in front of the other
Who’s with me?