I found this piece of writing just now. I had completely forgotten that I had written it. It was quickly dashed out as I sat jammed into Virgin Flight VA something or rather...on my way to Bali. I feel the pain in this writing, however that pain is no longer present. Something has changed. I left something behind in Bali. Whatever it was, I washed it away at the bottom of a thunderous waterfall, scrubbed it away in a ceremonial body scrub and massage, soothed it away with the sound of the ocean and the heart of friendship, breathed it away with pranayama and many, many, asanas. I wish to share that piece of writing with you. Un-edited, raw. For all of you who have felt this particular pain...I wanted to let you know...you can be free of it. So here I am. Flying high. The earth is below. Clouds below. Nothing above. It was my choice. NO not even. I was compelled. There was no choosing. At the time of booking this trip, money was an issue. As aways. But I was always
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