Jeremy, I won’t share the email you just sent me.  The buck stops here. Remember that you agreed on Day One to be part of a publicly shared journey, honesty and transparency, you asked for it, specifically. “I am ready, I can handle it, this is soul work.” Remember that when you blame me for anything.  Updating a blog post when your wife emails me doesn’t mean I’ve not “let it go.” It means I’m updating a blog post. That I didn’t include her entire email shows I have boundaries.   You sing of stepping stones yet deny your own. My wanting you to get help overrides my caring if you ever talk to me again. And always the crazy lies, why? Like your mom losing her house next month – no she’s not. I understand so much now.   If you moved away, it would halt it once and for all. But the Universe hasn’t wanted that to happen yet, so here we are, literally in front of each other. I wish for you what I wish for me. I will continue to write about whatever I see happening right in front of me. I have nothing to hide.  I was you twenty years ago. I tried to be a brother on the path to you. When you’re ready for that, the soul knows no separation. Your goodbyes mean nothing, as your soul speaks to mine. When the personality stops being bruised and steps into the background, we will connect again, long from now.  I was the only one who came to your rescue when you cried out, deny me as you might in your anger for me outing your behavior (which you agreed to by the way). I pray understanding eases your pain.  Live what you’ve been taught these last 16 months and it will transform your life. For right now, you’re just playing at magic and  greater treasure lies beyond.  Bless you, truly.