Sadness

Feeling all kinds of self-pity tonight, and this song says it all…

(lyrics at the bottom, in case you can’t play it.)

i’ve been watching webinars – 5 in the last few days, but who’s counting? Anyhow. The last two i watched went together, in an unplanned synchronicity of the universe. And here’s what i heard, in both webinars, fitting together so sweetly.

We resonate with each other, our heartbeats will synchronize if we’re within 25 feet of each other.
Emotion is energy.
We aren’t meant to live isolated from others – we are born neurologically wired to co-regulate ourselves rather than relying on self-regulating.

This wraps me in some kind of assurance that who i am is who i’m meant to be, and i can maybe almost get a glimpse of new paths.

Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn’t, it is of no use. Both paths lead nowhere; but one has a heart, the other doesn’t. One makes for a joyful journey; as long as you follow it, you are one with it. The other will make you curse your life. One makes you strong; the other weakens you. – Carlos Casteneda

Farmers plough the same fields over and over, planting new seeds. Where i am is ok, and where i’m going is too, even if i don’t know exactly where it is.

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Look what they’ve done to my song, Ma
Look what they’ve done to my song
Well it’s the only thing I could do half right
And it’s turning out all wrong, Ma
Look what they’ve done to my song
Look what they’ve done to my brain, Ma
Look what they’ve done to my brain
Well they picked it like a chicken bone
And I think I’m half insane, Ma
Look what they’ve done to my song
I wish I could find a good book to live in
Wish I could find a good book
Well, if I could find a real good book
I’d never have to come out and look at
What they’ve done to my song
La la la…
Look what they’ve done to my song
But maybe it’ll all be all right, Ma
Maybe it’ll all be OK
Well, if the people are buying tears
I’ll be rich some day, Ma
Look what they’ve done to my song