{"id":901,"date":"2006-07-09T23:30:42","date_gmt":"2006-07-09T21:30:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/word\/archives\/901"},"modified":"2006-07-09T23:30:42","modified_gmt":"2006-07-09T21:30:42","slug":"slow-down","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/archives\/901","title":{"rendered":"Slow down"},"content":{"rendered":"

Answering questions is such a difficult thing sometimes. I have such an open face, you can read my soul in my eyes and smile most of the time.<\/p>\n

This is both good and bad. Sometimes we have to be just a little bit private, hold things close to our hearts. It’s ok to do this. <\/p>\n

I’m tired of asking what is new with people. I am tired of being asked what is new with me. I’m becoming weary of myself. The personal surface level has been discussed so many times before. What has happened to intelligent conversation? I’m not saying any of this in a whining way, nor am I berating people. I see it in myself as well, and I write to figure out how I want to take action on things in my life.<\/p>\n

So we’ll laugh, and I’ll laugh, and be happy to see you. I promise. I’d also like to talk about the article I read in Business Week or the way stars are disappearing from our lives or the way flowers hold their shape in the sun and the velvet smoothness of wind off of Lake Michigan in the summer when we sit on the beach or maybe even we will sit quietly and that is ok too. I promise. Silence is not scary for me. We’ll read books on the grass because those are the kinds of memories that last, ice cream unplanned and talking until our hearts feel full again. <\/p>\n

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I am writing new songs in that clumsy way of mine
\nhoping that the words spoken have a purpose
\nand take apart the little glass pieces that work their way
\nunder our heart’s skin.
\nWishing I could sing one note with clarity
\nknowing that this muddled mash of awkward phrases
\nis enough to help me hold on
\nremember.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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