heartwoes.

Years ago, when the chaos in my heart was much more profound than that of late, I made a protocol and mantra for myself called "The Reimposition of Order." Not in a colonizing, dominational sense, but a sense of living into grown-up-ness - the assertion that one is ultimately responsible for one's heart - not another, not the pains of opening/closing one's heart with others. The order is mine, and there is something liberating about claiming the authority to reimpose it for myself.

G.P. et al., I have faced you down once more and lived through the fire. One more battle down - and someday, the whole war.