Myspace

With the onslaught of the revolutionary website myspace.com, & my recent breakup over the issue of space, I decided to really analyze for myself the topic of myspace.

I never realized just how sacred my space really is.

I used to drink around lovers to medicate the need for my space (a need I wasn't communicating)

I would ignore it,

Deny it, act like I didn't need it.

No one ever really explained to me what taking space was all about.

I knew I needed it,

I knew on some vague level I was entitled to it

I guess I never really knew how to apply it with people.

Self-awareness

First I need to define it; what is my space?

My space is a sacred encounter with the divine. It's where I am healed, strengthened, revitalized, established, and transformed. Like the caterpillar hidden in the chrysalis.. My space is where my wings are formed, clipped, decorated, and created. It is a time where I am fastened deeper in my truth, balanced and come stronger into my own.

Myspace Mylover.

A potential lover's acceptance of my space needs determines our compatibility quotient. I need a lot of space, even if we are in love. Dating for me is about testing out how my space needs and his work together.

Benefits

I also love the "She" that comes out after I have major dosages of my space.
This she that lets people be who they need to be in order to be free.
This she that dances on the rays of the sun,
laughs in the belly of freedom,
runs wildly in a field of lilies,
& tells her friends that 'ye are gods"

I will tell people for now and on about my space needs. I will tell , so when 8 days pass and they haven't received a return call, they can say... oh she went to the moon to collect stardust she'll be back soon.