Tasking

I never thought I would miss tasking.  


My previous task assignments were to be completed at certain times throughout the day.  Mechanical, dry, and without feeling.  Fake.


I was recently assigned a task for a while where there was freedom given as to when it was completed.  


A small task, though the words important to me and heart felt, as is with everything about me.  I’m not going to waist my energy saying, conveying, or doing anything if it is not true and real.  Those who choose to respond get more from me and I from them. 


The task came to an end and I miss it.  I still want to convey the words, as I reflect and think they are still there and ring true in my heart.   


I am filled with happy memories from it, learning quiet a bit of my self and others.