When it’s sunny and cool and it feels like Halloween, it is easier to focus on gratitude.
(I am feeling self-doubt as I write this. Sometimes I have the strength to sic a dog on it, chomp it up. Shut it up. I will not swallow these words.)
On Saturday night I went to a meeting. We had been locked out of the church, so we sat in a parking lot in a circle. There were about thirty of us, maybe more. We persevere. Sometimes you talk just to let the words go, like balloons. There’s no back-talk; that means you say it and it just floats away.
This is my challenge today: do not delete a word you write. Do not erase any part of yourself. Let it go.
Don’t look for faces that aren’t there. Talk to the ones that are.