How to lose weight: stop carrying boulders

A voice in my mind returns again and again to Georgia, my old dear friend with whom I have had a falling out. I wonder how I could have just said: “finished” so abruptly. I couldn’t go back into the ring to fight any more, so I walked away. It was time I suppose. The relationship has perhaps run its course. I wish it could have come to closure more gracefully with some discussion and give and take. We did share words of mutual appreciation. I told her the things that I love about her. We had a nice few days together before the storm descended. The voice in my head returns to the argument more frequently than to the love. The argument is the boulder that I’d like to set down. I’d like to set the boulder on an altar with love. I’d like to release each of us into our lives in love. So that will be my intent today. Each time I think of her I’ll envision myself setting down a boulder with her image on it, lighting a candle and saying a prayer for her well being, sending her deep love. And then I will continue with my life.