Jan. 26th, 2003

How does a complete stranger puch a hole right into your heart?
After a hard fought day up in NH, I came home to some intense and stimulating discussion over beers (and sangria in my case) and I had a palm reading dome.

She must have stared at my palm for three minutes without saying anything. Her fingers ran down my palm, along my fingers and back, turning my hand to and fro.

Sadly, embarassingly, I don't remember all of the details. She said others percive me as out going and sociable, but inside I'm looking for stability. She said lonliness is a big part of my life, but knowing and accepting that will make others more drawn to be. The more I get accustomed to that, to not being understood, the more it will draw others to me.

She sees me at ninety years with a hobo's beard, and strong as fuck, climing a mountain somewhere, ice pick in hand (her own words)

She sees a creativity that others just can't fathom.

And though I migh be an angleic hermit, the past six years of my life have lead me towards being more in touch with myself. And that my decisions to embrace that will complete me, and fulfill me, and all that I need to be happy lies within side me, and I've already tasted it. It just needs to be savored, nutured, embraced.

Some of you have shared these sentiments. But you've seen me, known me. The fact that someone just plucks this out of the blue from staring at my palm, (a complex and amazingly indepth one also in her words) is....
fascinating.

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