Bond to each other or to material possessions, the choice is yours, but only others can love you back. One is a bond and the other is a road to emptiness and destruction. So learn to love again, learn to trust, and learn how good it feels to be loved and trusted in response. Belong, be unique, be expressive and free, be accepting, be gracious, be open hearted and full of soul. Then pour it out in community events, whatever makes your neighbourhood special and joyful. Feel the music, let it in. Be a part of the sort of party everyone feels welcome in.
Hmmm. Oh, you’re back. It’s Wednesday, right? I’d better get the trash out. Did I tell you I’ve been working on zero waste. We’re down from four bags a fortnight to one, I call that success. Next week it’ll be even less, half a bag I hope. What’s that you’re holding? Something you found on the door mat? Oh, a flyer for a neighbourhood barbecue, well, that sounds like fun.I never stay long at these things, too shy really. The neighbours are fabulous though, great folks. Gary plays his cello and Lorna brings her electric guitar. I bake ten tonnes of cinnamon buns, maybe I’ll do the face painting again this year. I’ll talk Marsha into coming, she’s always a hoot in social situations, no off switch, no mental censorship, just wall to wall funny stories.
Found in Are you awake yet? - first draft, authored by Daisy.
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