….may, she will stay. At home. Says a song by Simon and Garfunkel. Resting in my arms again.
I have been kinda following this tune, in April I woke up also thanks to @JoGifford. Now I have been following my body day at a time in the withdrawal process. Taking time out of busy outside life, adjusting to new ways of processing stuff.
Arting has taken on a meditative, diagnostic and dealing with shit quality.
The month has started off by me standing up on Brighton beach at five in the morning in the full moon. Magic. And it continues that way. I know that simple things come together, I am on track. So just allowing, not doing, but undoing.
Back to basics. Logging off. Priorities. Needs not wants. It feels good. And I am lucky to be able to do it.
Hope you are all well, and let me know where is your arting taking you.