He taught me the ways and I soon learned the knots we hold in our body are correlated with our mental blocks. These shadows are hiding things and some things were revealed and I only become more progressively conscious as the year went on.
I held her closely, just glad she was alive. She cried into my shirt, and I whispered sweet nothings to her until her ride came. Her step mother arrived 10 minutes later, followed by the friends who drove me. It hurt to see her go home, but I was glad she was alive.
If you asked her to tell the story, she would exaggerate it into something silly and less romantic. She would remember things oddly, and wasn’t sentimental. Years later, she and I would break up. She would lie to me, break my trust, betray me, and ultimately cheat on me. In the end, I wasn’t far enough along in my life for her needs.
Getting a house car and everything everyone wants in life and feeling empty. Then the discovery that materials don’t bring happiness selling everything and living everyday to the fullest. Discovering happiness comes from helping others that’s the true meaning of life.