When people show you who they are and the ways they won’t show up for you when you’ve shown up for them; when people drop the mask and show you the malice in their heart. It hurts. Whether you’re 4 or 44. Though I suppose the older you are, the greater fool you feel.
Trust is a difficult thing.
Not just in terms of trusting someone not to steal from you or spill your secrets; but in trusting them not to sully the parts of you you leave open to them.
But we will get sullied and bruised. Facts.
But we get up, stretch, put on some music, sing, and work on letting go all of the negative energy that’s become a physical pain; and at risk of getting bruised, remain open. With tougher skin but, God willing, not a hardened heart.
Work in progress.
Meanwhile this is my Sunday Post (via Caffeinated Book Reviewer) and my Sunday Salon posts as well, (ETA: Also adding this to Tynga’s Stacking the Shelves and Mailbox Monday) so let’s get to talking about those books, shall we.
New in book news for me this week, my story ‘Amelia at Devil’s Bridge’ is excerpted in a revision text.
I participated in a promo event for World Intellectual Property Day.
I added a new review to the Blogger on Books page – though technically it’s an old review, because I’m still reading as slowly as ever…but I’m changing my mindset about that; it’s not a race…books are to be savoured like all good things.
Around the blogosphere
I shared this things I know for sure post by Anne Lamott from TED
And this post on the passing of Jonathan Demme from Repeating Islands
With a few thoughts of my own in both cases.
Right now, I’m sitting on my porch, listening to music, feeling the breeze, later, the beach, hopefully, but right now three books – All the Joy You Can Stand by Debrena Jackson Gandy, BIM Volume 8, and Closure(almost done) – tableside.
The music that put me in the musing mood