" here, there, everywhere "

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they'll tell you it's about the destination. but then what about the planning, the tickets, the camaraderie, the language lessons, the ho(s)tels, the photo equipment, the swimwear, the burner phones, the notepaper and writing instruments, the sunglasses, the one set of "dress" clothing for the just in case, the snacks, the candies, the sunscreen, soap, toiletries, the sense of adventure, the troubleshooting, the anticipation of rail travel, the sightseeing, the alleyways, the waterways, the quiet calm spaces, the cities bustling at night, the people, the faces, the midnight reverie?

it's not solely in the destination; it's the life lived in the in between where the gold is sewn.

tonight's homework:

make some plans for exploration/adventure.

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" the fantastic voyage "

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just bold unabashed joy and gleeful adventures from now on. you are greatness with grace, elegance in chaos, poetry in motion, beautifully free.

other revel in your presence and find comfort in your clutches. brave souls beware the magnetism of a fabric this exquisite.

tonight's homework:

no fears, no qualms, nothing less than a pure contentment of Self.

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" the beauty behind the beauty "

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i see you. so many distractions and decorations blocking the line of sight.

and yet i see you beyond the shimmer, beyond the flash & pomp, the façade & flair. coming into clear focus through a veil of costumes and false identities.

you remain powerful and unyielding, the resilience of this stature builds and flexes from within a moment of lowered self-confidence.

but i see you in all of your open glory, beaming open-hearted and broadcasting telemetries of your inner joys. just behind those unsure eyes and hesitation, there has been nothing quite as crystalline.

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" the long ride, the wayward route "

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just making a kink in the taut rope of each day. a deliberate disruption in the way is all seems to be going at any given time.

not a delineation from a semblance of a path, but giving yourself the opportunity to alter plans at any given moment. all it takes is a whisper of a thought; we can be all of the best parts of ourselves at any given moment. and why only for one moment? why not all the time?

experimentation with conversation, making a conscious decision to make a left turn or wait in a spot to see what will happen. so many different outcomes, and we do our best through it all.

frit in a sea of sea-glass, the one eyelash in between the surface and the lid, fuzz and squawks in the white noise radio silence. everything valid and neither good nor bad, and at all times striving to find the right balance in all things.

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" curious excursions "

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rising waters up the length of your body. up the flanks, up the torso, past your chest, neck, ears, eventually the eyes, and just past the top of your head.

you're swimming in a river of stagnation, a sea of cautious nature, and an ocean of self-defeat. this is not your life. this is the moment to unmoor yourself to a perceived destiny, and begin to cast off from the burdens of these familiar shores.

this is the time for a disembarkation to every wish and fantasy dreampt up, to distant shores of endless possibilities, through the limitations self-imposed by fear and dissolution. now is the right tide.

now if the moment you change your life forever, and benefit greatly and forever because of a sense of bravery counterpoised by a twinge of foresight. look ahead and be brave. no one is going to hold you back now.

you're on the way.

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