Letting go. The notes from that first meeting with one who has become a good friend. Tax forms from 2002. A book I thought for sure I’d read. So much to shred. To recycle. It’s all going.

It’s a coincidence that today is the Autumn Equinox.

Or is it?

Whatever: it’s the harvest of something new. Space. Lightness. Freedom.

September 22, 2018

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