The insight wasn’t about my tongue. It wasn’t even about my health. It was about how in spite of all I can laugh, and crack up, and be a total disruption to … something.
The insight was, that I was always that way. I never realized.
Every time I was the ham, or I was the jokester, or I was the disruption, I looked at it as if I saw it for the first time.
And last night, suddenly I saw a life that was full of clowning, and joking, and back-talking, and just plain being raucous.
Wow, talk about a surprise. Because if this is true, and because this is my nature, and because it is fun… maybe I could commit to it…
OK… the rest of the article may seem discontinuous, but it isn’t… trust me.
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