Comments on Zizzivivizz: wind and words and things: a loose collection of t...

As S.S. told me - gotta ride that beast. Don't...

2011-07-10T14:39:34.261-07:00

As S.S. told me - gotta ride that beast. Don't hide it or run from it or explain it.

Just ride.

<3

This spoke volumes to my heart. Yes. Head down, ...

2011-07-07T16:13:12.436-07:00

This spoke volumes to my heart.
Yes.

Head down, running into the wind.

I'll be raw and breathless and skin my knees right along with you. It sucks but we'll make it.

Promise.

--S.S.

Love your honesty, letting it out. It takes time....

2011-07-05T12:46:59.369-07:00

Love your honesty, letting it out. It takes time. And it takes a whole lot of trust in others to share. I'm applauding you for the steps you're taking to work through whatever is haunting you. We all have ghosts, skeletons, demons. We all just deal with them differently. Sounds like you're running toward something, not away from it.

So this is going to sound kind of strange. But my ...

2011-07-02T22:15:55.466-07:00

So this is going to sound kind of strange.
But my heart feels happier reading this, that other people are honest and raw and *feeling*

So thank you.

I live your word weaving writing. I don't run,...

2011-07-02T19:33:41.000-07:00

I live your word weaving writing. I don't run, but enjoyed reading about your running.

Hi, friends. On my run yesterday, I realized somet...

2011-06-30T14:29:02.016-07:00

Hi, friends.
On my run yesterday, I realized something new. Sometimes the (literal) wind carries the scents of wildflowers right to me. And if there's a figurative wind, well, I think you guys are the wildflowers. I'm grateful for your friendship and encouragement. :)

I know I'm a week late reading this, but I jus...

2011-06-29T06:00:05.170-07:00

I know I'm a week late reading this, but I just had to say that I know this running into the wind of which you speak--the literal, the figurative, and I so appreciate the horned-clawed honesty in what you shared, friend. Gratitude is such a balm on open wounds, a way to heal even when the doubling-over blows still strike hard against the gut.

Being real with yourself is a beautiful thing. Yo...

2011-06-24T14:02:28.344-07:00

Being real with yourself is a beautiful thing. You nailed it.

Thank you for sharing....

Hmm. Happy sigh. That was beautiful. I guess may...

2011-06-23T19:26:14.548-07:00

Hmm. Happy sigh. That was beautiful.

I guess maybe your tears shouldn't make me happy, but... maybe happy that somebody understands.

I <3 you!

Don't know about that (gorgeous that is) but I...

2011-06-23T16:57:09.582-07:00

Don't know about that (gorgeous that is) but I have got to tell you soemthing:
I love this post, the rawness, the real-ness, the struggle, the beauty in and through the storm, the poetic. Thank you for being so open, it is a treasure!
I'm following my own path into feelings and working through the iron protections I've build. It's hard. It's real hard. It's real damn hard.
But He is there, with you, with me, that's all I know.
Sometimes, that is enough...