But first, the inspiration for today's affirmation/intention. I stumbled across this poem today by Walt Whitman in Leaves of Grass, a 1942 copy that I've had for years but have never opened:
I have perceiv'd that to be with those I like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is
enough,
To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly
round his or her neck for a moment, what is this then?
enough,
To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly
round his or her neck for a moment, what is this then?
I do not ask any more delight, I swim in it as in a sea.
There is something in staying close to men and women and looking
on them, and in the contact and odor of them, that pleases the
soul well,
on them, and in the contact and odor of them, that pleases the
soul well,
All things please the soul, but these please the soul well.
Love this.
Love this.
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