practice, practice, practice

Dear One (out of Two or more),

I'm practicing seeing people's glory:

their courage, their various challenges,

and their ability to trust the process

to make mistakes 

and learn from the experimental nature of the process.

Like skiing, skating and everything else:

no one does it perfecly the first time.

It's easier to do this when I'm on vacation

feeling relaxed and carefree.

One day at a time

and not knowing what tomorrow brings.

Creating the experience by exercising choices,

even when it means not chosing.

It is quite an elegant design.

And I never tire of the dance,

the shifting landscape 

as we move from one step to the next

supported by more unconditional love 

than we can ever imagine.

My definition of love 

has morphed into something relaxed

and a little more spacious, long distance.

Did you do that?

I seem to have developed this ability to love from a distance,

detached,

without wanting to be with someone to love them.

without needing to like someone to love them.

To be non-judgemental while still owning my preferences.

Freedom from imposing my preferences on others.

I feel lighter,

and free from compulsion to save, rescue,

or do the "good girl" thing.

I feel like I don't have to please my parents.

Or be in the middle of their relationship as a mediator

or a buffer

a human de-militarized zone.

Even my eating compulsion has been manageable,

knock on wood.

And I walked

while practicing Brahms!

I love vacations-

this could be a whole new thing for me!

But,

for tonight

I'm dreaming only about

about my vacation in London

with YOU!

Meet me on the astral plane,

XO

Yur Mum