Day 6: Humility Duck Walk

God, I have some wise and generous friends! 

I spent the morning saying how lonely I get and the afternoon being proved wrong. The universe saying 'We heard you, now stop with that shit, drop the story... we're going to make it really difficult for you to hold on!'

For a really stunning sunset, you need clouds

Thank you Rina for your clarity and kindness and attentiveness, Kath for your open heart, generosity of spirit and gorgeous practical gesture that made me do a cry, (newly met) Jamie for your help, Tiu for your spot-on 'strict instruction and for taking the time to send it (oh, and for recommending Jamie), Kate for your humour and your magic physio fingers, Dan for your openness.

I'm walking like a toddler nursing a nappy turd, or a 90-year-old (possibly same). Or a duck. I'm deciding something that's bringing up a lot of emotion and trying to stay clear on what I feel about it.

I have this and some other big decisions coming up. Back pain isn't the right platform to make them from. And whatever I decide, for whatever reasons, thank you for the reminder that none of this is personal. It just is. 

So get on your knees and worship it, Claybourne. What else is there to do?