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<title>Short circuit</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2005 15:45:00 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;there simply must be a short circuit in my brain. a blown breaker. something.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; i have a lot on my mind.&lt;br /&gt; monkey goes into [minor] surgery tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt; i'm having major tremors in my hands. not just the shakes, but really strong tremors in both hands, but mostly the right one. it doesn't jive with typical migraine experience. i am resisting the urge (at hubby's behest) to self-medicate. but be sure: this is not a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; an old friend gave me some new music to listen to, and it's now stuck in my brain: huge bursts of yellows and oranges, sparkles of red, and only tiny fragments of green and blue. underlying the yellow song is a &lt;a class=&quot;undefined&quot; href=&quot;http://www.spookykitty.com/_privat/mon_barom%C3%83%C2%83%C3%82%C2%A8tre_mental.mp3&quot;&gt;song that i love&lt;/a&gt;: deep blue-greys with random black stripes. the two are competing for my attention.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; and at the precise time that i needed the reminder, &lt;a class=&quot;undefined&quot; href=&quot;http://susiemadrak.com/2005/10/16/12/53/sunday-morning-coming-down/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;a post to which I can totally relate&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on several levels. especially since i've spent the last few days ruminating on the theme of love and letting go.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;having experienced my own cosmic mind-fuck, i came to the realization that the only way to truly love someone is to let go. holding on to someone, in my experience, has been a selfish act; i desire to keep something because it feels good to have that someone. letting go is releasing that person -- and, incidentally, oneself -- unto the Grace of God. letting go is the act of saying, &quot;i want the best that God has to offer you. so be it&quot;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;for a brief time in my life, i let go of everything at once. i reliquished control over everything to the Universe. and what the hell? i&amp;nbsp;had nothing left to lose, nothing really mattered. i was a seed in the wind. i let go. i've never felt so powerful than i did during that time. i loved not&amp;nbsp;because i wanted to&amp;nbsp;have someone, but simply because the love was there. no expectations, no quid pro quo. just pure love: &quot;the best for you. so be it&quot;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i'm lucky. two i have loved. two i have let go. of them, i have been blessed to call husband. the other, i am&amp;nbsp;blessed to call friend. go in peace.&lt;/p&gt;
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