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June 18, 2009 Written by Lisa

Gentle Reader #2.5 (aka: Jody) writes in response to my last post:

I dunno….interesting….not sure I agree with ANYTHING that is quite so challenging. Don’t really like the sound of this, I have to confess.

Worry not, dear one! It is all good here even if I am beyond emotionally spent. This is like counseling boot camp but the people are much nicer. Just an ENORMOUS amount of internal work being done. I was in the place to do that work so it’s perfect timing, of course.

My good friend and fellow woo-sister PattyMac gave me a beautiful pashmina scarf in this amazing shade of aqua saying that it had my name on it. It’s been sitting on my bureau at home awaiting just the right opportunity to shine. I wear it here during morning meditation and also during the day if I get a little chilly. Today, one of my fellow classmates commented that I am firmly in my body when I wear that scarf. Interesting, no? I wonder what that’s about. I’ve been told that should be on my tombstone:

Here lies Lisa always wondering “What’s that about?”.

Also had a very interesting group experience and I wish I could write about it but I just don’t have the language to do it now. This may not be the place to talk about it, either. A bit too deep for snark, I think. This whole week has been too deep for snark hence the comments about the Lambertian hairdos at Walmart. But it’s been great fun because of the people. Some are serious, some are silly, all (like me) are just regular peeps here to learn and grow.

I was given a song this morning while in meditation. It has meaning on a couple levels for me but I was led to believe that it’s Spirit talking to me. So, I try to open my heart to the Universe and trust. (And if you want to open your heart to me, know that I will hold the contents with love and gentleness.)

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(Tshirt design from this lovely site.)

Open Your Heart

I see you on the street and you walk on by
You make me wanna hang my head down and cry
If you gave me half a chance you’d see
My desire burning inside of me
But you choose to look the other way
I’ve had to work much harder than this
For something I want don’t try to resist me

Open your heart to me, baby
I hold the lock and you hold the key
Open your heart to me, darlin’
I’ll give you love if you, you turn the key

I think that you’re afraid to look in my eyes
You look a little sad boy, I wonder why
I follow you around but you can’t see
You’re too wrapped up in yourself to notice
So you choose to look the other way
Well, I’ve got something to say
Don’t try to run I can keep up with you
Nothing can stop me from trying, you’ve got to

Open your heart with the key
One is such a lonely number

Ah, ah, ah, ah
Open your heart, I’ll make you love me
It’s not that hard, if you just turn the key

Don’t try to run I can keep up with you
Nothing can stop me from trying, you’ve got to

Open your heart with the key

Open your heart, I’ll make you love me
It’s not that hard, if you just turn the key

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1 Comment

  1. Jody Jody
    June 19, 2009    

    Okay, I’ll take your word for it!

    Have you turned the key, Lisa?

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