My 24th birthday and my one-year anniversary with Abigail have just passed. I’m back in Silver City and moving back into old routines and a good sense of myself. I spent the time in L.A. trying to numb myself from the pain of being in the present, and now that I’m on my own turf again I’m struggling to regain balance, to release tension, to find center. I’m moving back into practicing a quiet, wordless experience of the world away from internal dialogue. Back into attempting to perceive myself as a field of energy. Back to working with the vast amount of self-importance I have. Back to meditating, reading, playing piano. Immersing myself back in my world, because I’ve been too long away…
