“Hold onto your heart, even when your body’s bitter… Hold it high above flood waters.”
–Head On by Man Man
It seems so strange to me how easy it is to give your heart away, at any given time. Maybe I’m the only one with this issue? It’s like I’m throwing candy at a parade. I throw my heart at whatever little snot-nosed kid comes along jumping and screaming for it. It’s more than a little frustrating and it’s something I’ve been looking at in myself for some time now. I think it maybe rooted in self-esteem issues or the like. Some shaping of not-loving-me enough.
I made love to a woman last week. She gave me a crystal, something purported in certain communities to ‘ground’ my energy; it broke when she became veracious with me. I was then asked by a man to stop doing that, to stop making love to her or anyone else.
I’m going to try and find something I wrote about this woman and post it here. In the meantime…