Back from the Ledge 2004-11-10 @ 4:27 p.m. There are some blessings that you take for granted. Like when a friend comes through for you in just the way you need him/her to. Not over the top � no showy displays of affection or reassurance, but not below the bar either. Just right � the perfect e-mail, the perfect phone call, the perfect gentle nudge to let you know that you�re okay, you�re still loveable, keep your chin up, everything will work out in the end, I�m still here. I try very hard not to take these things for granted because inevitably these are the things that draw me back from the ledge and make me human again. I want to say �thank you� in a thousand different ways but I know it�s always going to fall short of how much it really means to me. Especially since it�s usually the tiniest things that mean the most and fuss made about the small stuff just comes off sounding sarcastic. But I am thankful. Every day. In so many different ways. Know that. *** Sweet Darkness By David Whyte When your eyes are tired The world is tired also. When your vision has gone No part of the world can find you. Time to go into the dark Where the night has eyes To recognize it�s own. There you can be sure You are not beyond love. The dark will be your womb tonight. The night will give you a horizon Further than you can see. You must learn one thing. The world was made to be free in. Give up all the other worlds Except the one to which you belong. Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet confinement of your aloneness to learn anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you. <-- -->

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