Feeling fuzzy and tired and like the week will never end. Feel far from Blue Space/Green Space. Know that is up to me to make my way back.
Then I read this in David Whyte's poem "Breath." It's a new thought somehow. Never heard anything worded quite like it.
Life is busy but I feel calmer when I meditate on this:
what I have loved
was loved because it was not me,
but changed me,
even as it left me
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