tarkis's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- just a fat fig's fart I heard the voice.. waking me. alerting me. Manny's back. My friend from over there.. you know the place. I asked why? and he laughed. why not? you think there are rules that I should go by when I contact you? I thought about that long... rules... everything in their slot. I went to the doctor's yesterday and because we all know how long we may have to wait at any given doctor's appointment I took a book to read. The doctor looked at my book... I am searching for something different.. she read the back cover... this is different. I laughed.. yes.. I too search. later she came to me as I was leaving... are you in a ... group or whatever it is ... hesitating.. not wanting to intrude ... a coven? you mean coven??? no. this is for my spirituality.. and my connectedness. No.. I smiled, I am alone.. not part of any group. She smiled then... I think I want to read that book... I shook my head... I think you will like it. rules... my book was not about rules but more about finding my own magical free-spirited path.. Manny.... how great he showed up last night. My path... the search becoming less important as the living of it while taking that walk. and I am quietly finally finding my path... not just seeing it in my mind, maybe.. finally. and then Manny and I laughed.. because in the finding of it the realization hit me... I just don't give a fat fig's fart who walks the path or not... with me... cause I got lots of company... you just may not be able to see them. and we laughed and laughed.... and laughed some more. fat fig's fart... what a great was to start the day. 7:03 a.m. - 2006-08-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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