This week I sorted beams... lots of beams. Each beam in this house has a unique number and is specially cut for its one place in this house. There are people who would organize their lives this way. This weekend I've been at the track and I wonder how life has taken me down this strange path... one stepping stone leads to the next... and we never know which is next until it reveals itself. There is nothing permanent or fixed or predictable and resisting that fact just leads us deeper into an internal struggle we cannot win.
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