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Friday, July 14, 2006



I thought I would share my stretch for this week with you:

Tomorrow I am going on a solo road trip to Wyoming, into the Tetons, for a three day music festival. Now, at first glance, this just seems like a much needed retreat/vacation. And really, it is that. For me, though, it is so much more.

The last time I went on a vacation alone like this I was about 11 -- and things did not end very well, not well at all.

So, it is with a bit of trepidation and a load of excitment and a backpack of great expectation that I set off on this trip to do a lot of thinking and feeling and letting go.

I don't think I have to prove anything. I don't expect things to be all smooth. I don't expect things to go wrong either. Rather, I am just open to whatever is going to come, good or bad, with the knowledge that I am *not* an 11 year girl anymore. I am a strong, capable, intelligent, vivacious, loving, open, complicated, stubborn, delicious woman...who likes raspberries...


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