Lydia Love wrote:Oh I think we're all born more or less healthy
It's growing up that fucks us up.
Only if we let it. And if we hold onto the concept that growing up is something we have to do. We can always choose to reach back towards that child, whether they were riding a water slide, a bicycle, a dust storm on the playa, or a new way of thinking.
So with that new way of thinking, after I sought the comfort of the hammock and got a rock in the back and thorns in my side with bleeding cuts down my forearm, am I right in thinking, that the experience includes another opportunity to grow stronger?
That the last ten times we used the hammock, it was my 4 year old in there, and it was good it broke under me instead of under her?
What are your thoughts?