"We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don't like" ... Jean Cocteau
À Judith 3
The witching hour…as in this is the time the spirit (soul) left the body of Judith one year ago. I remember feeling that the last few minutes she was already gone from the body and the human form was all that was dying.
This last year I have felt more like a buoy than a surfer, though lately I have been becoming a good surfer, riding those waves of emotion. Instead of being tossed around like a buoy in a thunder storm, which happened a lot this past year and even before. The last 2 years, then, have been the most interesting and hard lessons in my life.
Remember that we are here for a lesson or test and find it out is half the battle, life is either a teacher or trickster, so pick your side and go with it.
Bye mon Minou, je t’aime. I know you will always be with us.
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