So, here’s that last tip about recognizing us, knowing when it’s really one of us. If the message feels like anger or fire, it’s not us. That’s you and your injured ego. If the message feels like a warm embrace or a sweet lullaby, chances are it’s one of us. And when you sense us, remember:
Then, like turning the page of a fairytale, it’s there: the clearing—flanked on the south by a wall of forest and thorns—and the old cabin.
The brain seems to jam up a bit if you’re overly giddy or smug about the shower crayon hack. Then, there you stand, naked, holding a crayon, facing a big blank shower wall.
—Please stop doing this. We talked about this before. So many times! I don’t want to lose everything we ever had because you can’t stop calling.
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