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[openscarf]

Without a doubt, nights are too short and if you're not careful, you waste all your time letting go of the last 8 to 10 hours. If you linger too long, you're asleep on the sofa, half a glass of wine undrunk, you missed the end of your favorite show, there's an info commercial on and you have to drag your ass up and floss and brush.

But then if you do your yoga cause you love your yoga, then wash your hair, cause you love your new shampoo-Wen-and it's really making a difference and then you catch up on all the news and stories of the day online, then there's barely time to write, either here or there. I should be in bed reading a book, but I'm staying up a little while longer. With wine.

I knew this date was approaching, but as I was walking home today, our 4th cool, windy and rainy day in a row,  as I got close to my place I realized with a little jolt that tomorrow is May 18. Two years ago tomorrow, was the day I was beaten in my car and robbed. He just completed his first year in prison. As I walked up my driveway I thought that I have a second birthday. I think anyone who has survived an extremely violent assault, has a second birthday. I look back on the 18 months that followed, believe it or not, fondly, tenderly, compassionately.  So much growth and healing and waking up occurred. It hasn't stopped but I'm 'back' or at least 'not there' for the most part. It was like living in a separate world, dreamlike and unexplainable. I feel like I'll be processing it forever.

I don't know how I'll feel tomorrow. It's impossible not to think about. I think about me, surviving, not about him and fear. It's not a date that anyone else remembers either which makes it or keeps it so personal, undefinable...

My immediate supervisor at work is a grade A asshole, misogynist, lazy, sexist, dog of a guy. AARRGGGHHH I'm sure I'll write more about him later.

And speaking of Arnold Schwarzenegger, nice bombshell today. Can't. Stand. That. Guy.

So finally, my little mother opened her email on Monday and read her story. I got a card from her on Friday and spoke to her on Sunday. She was overwhelmed beyond words at how personal the tale was, she has read it many times and my dad read it twice and was touched. She has it in her Bible which she reads everyday. I guess that's compliment enough. I really wanted to take something scary for her and make it magical and I think I did. That's all that matters.

I'm asking for a special dream tonight. We'll see.

Peace.

Comments

[yummydeb.livejournal.com]

I hope you get a special dream :-) And here's to thinking about you, and surviving, and not about him and fear. I've only known you a short while here in LJ and even in that time I've seen you change in really great ways. A second birthday, indeed. *Hugs*

How lovely that your mother was so touched by her story! And your father, too. It sounds like she has taken it exactly how you meant it, and that's a fine thing indeed.

[openscarf.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I dreamed something and scrawled it in my journal in the dark, I'll decipher it later. I think I'm going to live this whole day, as if it were a dream, that's kind of a hippie drippy thing to do, but it makes you look at the symbolism and what lies behind each mundane thing. Because hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work I go!

[beautyofgrey.livejournal.com]

I have a similar date, that is personal, but that marks the things I have survived and overcome. I wish that it is a good day for you, and that your strength, clarity, and peace multiply throughout the years.

[openscarf.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[mollys-home.livejournal.com]

I hope you get a special dream tonight. I never dream. It must be nice. I was going to say I hope Mr. Sandman is kind but I doubt he has much to do with the dream content....just the peace of sleep where dreams can touch you.

Your mom story is lovely. Every moment of connection with another is special and mom/daughter ones carry beauty.


If they make a sequel to the Terminator, people will flock to the movie theaters and his testosterone will be re-built. Re-built? It never died. In the face of such disloyalty, deceit, etc., one can sense he still has himself on a pedestal. A.S. is now The Sperminator. ugh

[openscarf.livejournal.com]

Thank you, I still need to look over my scrawl from last night and I think tonight is still a continuation of my rites of passage or whatever this is.

I appreciate your comments on my mom story too!!

Agreed, ugh!

happy birthday!

[michimusic.livejournal.com]

I'm glad to have met you in this space and time.

Re: happy birthday!

[openscarf.livejournal.com]

Thank you that is so lovely of you to say, really really beautiful! I miss reading about you, and glad you popped in.

[panicalert.livejournal.com]

It sounds as if you came through all that bad stuff OK. Good on you!

BTW I liked the video in your post (next one, or previous? I am catching up..). But what if you are wearing sleeping eye-goggle thingeys, or have blackout curtains, or just had a glass of wine too much? Or you live in NYC?

[openscarf.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

hahaha! Well as for the video, I really love it too. If we take it literally, I'd say, pretend you're 20 again and you never went to bed or you got your 3 hours and you're fine. Rumi and his Sufi friends loved their wine too. ;-)
I thought NYC was the city that never sleeps!

Of course we can just stay awake to nature and listen to the world whispering our personal messages... :-)

:-)

[michimusic.livejournal.com]

I'm still writing, sometimes.
michimusic.wordpress.com

Re: :-)

[openscarf.livejournal.com]

Oh, I just took a look, I love your pictures. I have wordpress blogs too, I just can't figure out how to build community there like LJ, have you?

Re: :-)

[michimusic.livejournal.com]

Thanks, and no I haven't built much community there. But since I felt lj was losing its community and I was getting spamalot....it was time to move.