so, i've carried all those thoughts from yesterday and have really Enjoyed them. And the Enjoying them has made me happy. That's enough for now. What comes of those thoughts will come, but for the time being, it's just that i Allowed them. Allowed the initial thought and then let it Go.....as in, Continue... of its own accord. I think really, what all that meant yesterday is that i'd like to THINK like a writer of fiction. I'd like to let the Ordinary flower out....Why Not? And most of all i'd like to be Curious about Everything. Everything. Thinking that feels very good.
The Returning is in place and the threads of Mother Night are finished. A few more stars to go.
My son's daughter, Giana Lily Alluvial Fan and the Fischer Price Keyboard i sent her. He called this morning and said whenever he picks it up, she yells NO! "that's MY Song!" not referring to the sounds played on it, but to the keyboard itself. Song is the name she has given it. It is an entity to her whose name is Song. This is the mind i would like to cultivate. She's two years old.
