The bear runs through the forest carrying seeds on its coat. The bear doesn't pay attention to where the seeds fall, and doesn't worry about where they will land. The bear's coat is slick.
Proud Woman
This is a life long lesson for me, and she knew it.
I am becoming pretty slick. I have no staff. I have moved my law machine far away from where it is visible. I do my work.
I'm almost at the point where I can't remember what it felt like to have a door opening and closing, day in and day out, all day long and then into late evenings when I often felt like a bit of a money trough for others - because it is the lawyers who make the big money after all. Living life as a trough, why was I surprised when the trough became sticky?
I am getting light on my feet, and there is a whole pile of white space. The forest feels good.
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