I wear my heart on my sleeve. Sometimes this gets me in trouble, and sometimes it gets me hurt. Really hurt. I need to let go and 'hold onto' people with an open palm and not a closed fist.
This can mean friends, family, loved ones, partners, or any other people I need to release from my fist and allow to be in an open palm. I need to treasure and honour people around me like I do each and every breath - each one unique and not a single one guaranteed.
So what does this all mean? I don't really know. I am ok with that.
How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
This weakness I feel I must finally show
Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free
Har har, har har, har har, har har
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
You were made to meet your maker
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4B has been a hard term so far for me. The school work is manageable, I have done this 7 times before. However, I am looking for jobs <-- careers, doing my fourth year design project, challenging my world view, building relationships, critically thinking about relationships, practicing yoga, practicing Karate, going to the barn, being active in GradComm, insert other activities/thought processes as warranted, and learning.
Always learning.