What a share. I love the metaphor. I also love the adventure arising in you. What a time.
One day, maybe soon, you will look back at this time with fondness to how open the future felt for you right now. That’s the flip side of breaking everything. That’s our reward for all the pain and fear.
If the this-ness of what we are, in wildly simplified terms, is just stories? Then you’re writing one most people will never have the chutzpah to duplicate. Bravo, sir.
Something tells me JJ already looks on this transformative period with fondness, there's a wisdom there that knows–even mid-pain–that this is for the best.
What a share. I love the metaphor. I also love the adventure arising in you. What a time.
One day, maybe soon, you will look back at this time with fondness to how open the future felt for you right now. That’s the flip side of breaking everything. That’s our reward for all the pain and fear.
If the this-ness of what we are, in wildly simplified terms, is just stories? Then you’re writing one most people will never have the chutzpah to duplicate. Bravo, sir.
You did pack a helmet, right? (Meh, fuggit.)
Something tells me JJ already looks on this transformative period with fondness, there's a wisdom there that knows–even mid-pain–that this is for the best.
Fair, 100%
I mean, you've seen me ride a bike, right? ;)
I already have deep fondness and gratitude for this moment. There will never be another like it.
Thank you for your reflection and stewardship of this new man into the second half of life. What a gift.
Yes you are, brotha JJ.
And I'm grateful that you're a part of it :)