Here's some writing excerpted from a small project I am working on. It might be a book, but it may very well end up being pages and pages of stuff on my computer that I add to often and only I ever read, but it still does me good.


In our own life span, there are a few important people that we can never escape. Our parents (assuming we know them at all ... I mean it), our self, a current love and a soul mate. I swore soul mates were a farce until my brain was exposed to reality. College. I found a soul mate. But she was there all along. We still keep in touch. And you will all have one. Or two. But never more than 3. Never. I personally guarantee that. If you think you have more than 3, try this out. Sit in a room with all these people. Everyone on their own chair. Have everyone close their eyes until they feel like opening them. Say nothing during this blindness. Don’t let on about your intentions, either. When you open your eyes, the people staring at you with their eyes open are your soul mates. Maybe you will shudder and realize that no one is. And you will denounce the whole process. Fine. You were lost to begin with, why change now? But for most of us, we will start thinking about that person or persons. More and more.

I said a “current” love because we are all in love for most of our lives. When we can’t quite put a finger on who it is, that just means there is so much energy being diverted within yourself that there isn’t enough to spare. We all need to recharge. That’s all it is. Maya Angelou talked in Saratoga Springs about not being able to love anyone until we all love our own self. So very right.