peanut butter
I swear to almighty GOT I can enjoy english muffins or toast with chunky peanut butter under just about any circumstances.
This is not a good thing.
Send the mounties. Please.
In other news, the labs is limping into some sort of geriatric twilight. I know we all die. Many of us sooner than others. I think that knowledge is the basis of the most immediate part of my emotional sickness. I turned everything off in the spring of 2002, and haven't figured out how to turn it back on.
Yeah. Moving to New Joy Sea was more traumatic than I'm willing to admit. I, we, did this willingly. But I'm remembering a party one of my loved co-workers threw for me, in which she invited my dearest friends (who were not friends of hers) and no one else. I was shell-shocked by it all, unable to appreciate the love she and the other women were showing for me.
I didn't want to be leaving. I didn't want my closest friends to know how much I felt that way. I didn't want to let myself know how much I felt that way.
I turned it all off, in the spring of 2002. Someone show me the switch, please. I'm ready to be whole again.
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We need to do that retreat.
Retreat? Let me know where to sign up.
And what's wrong with a little chunky peanut butter?
So sorry that you haven't found a way to pull the curtain back yet.
hmm. always taking care of others, you are (yes, that was unintentional yoda-speak, sorry)
need to take care of you. wish i could come out there and do for you.
How interesting. I was thinking that very thing this morning while eating a doughnut (yea, like I needed that). my inability is based on a self loathing belief i have about myself.
I wish I could pull out the book and look up the answer for you. I do know of a workshop that helped me find some answers. I recognize this struggle dear. much love for you.
Try the peanut butter on those rice cakes. THEY are healthy!
I for one was glad for your time in NJ even though we did not get to spend much time together. The times we had WERE special.
Be healed!
i'm thinking you need to combine your peanut butter with Mel's donut. that would be some goodies for the middle, huh?
and buck up youngster. you happen to be living in one of the truly great places in this country. part of what makes that place so special is that the Hobbit Labs is located smack dab in the middle of it.
hug!!!
Maybe there is nothing to turn back on...maybe you are simply in a new season of your life? Nothing ever stays the same. Just a thought.
But yikes. This strikes a chord with me because I am doing such a similar thing as you did. I feel traumatized by leaving Santa Barbara in many ways, but I'm hoping that this move will only add more richness to my life and be a stepping stone into something even bigger one day.
The Labs doesn't feel geriatric to me, anyway. It's full of life and love and spiritual nourishment for all those who pass through.
I'm not sure what to say. I know a little of what that's like, though.
*hug*
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