(I found inspiration in a proposal.)
Love is infinite.
Meaning, love lasts forever and there is an endless supply.
Which may have pros and cons.
So guard your heart, and yet, be brave.
"I would rather be able to appreciate things I cannot have than to have things I cannot appreciate." -Elbert Hubbard
I once herd in church that Gods love, faith and grace is a daily market place.
I believe it.
October 9th 2011 dependant?
The flame is dying. I'm sitting here, it's morning, still dark. I am afraid. Shamefully hopeless. I don't like feeling completely alone. I feel like faith has left me too. I am anti-social, yet I can't stand solitude. I've lost the ability to humble myself and I think that scares me most. How can I coast through this shit? Yet on the other hand I've got that wish, I wish for the pain and the suffering. "Fear has blessed me." (Wah!) I am here for the journey, to feel pain and joy, to understand negativity so that I can truly appreciate the positive in life. So hear me out, I feel fear; my heart is pounding, eyes wired wide, hypersensitive audio. Where are you Romance?
I'm feeling confused, my head and heart are tugging in different directions. I can not find conviction. I'm feeling afflicted. Deep breaths will get me by, and I sense that patience is a virtue. I know I can go through this, steps and breaths. Walk on by.
I'm feeling confused, my head and heart are tugging in different directions. I can not find conviction. I'm feeling afflicted. Deep breaths will get me by, and I sense that patience is a virtue. I know I can go through this, steps and breaths. Walk on by.
Last week of October 2011
Refresh my morning with ocean breezes. The clouds have cleared and reality has never felt so inviting, and I can love.
Sunshine and blue skies on rainy cloudy days; my spirit shines through, and I am blessed to have met you.
Last week of September 2011
I am an artist, ever changing, ever blaming. Just embracing the joy, suffering, and shades of gray.
These shades of gray have changed my ways. Daily exchanging of emotions. Leaving baggage behind. Forever praising. I am a baby.
Someday I'll be a lady.
Right or wrong?
I understand that some things can be correct or incorrect, like spelling or answers on a test, but what I don't understand is why some people think that our reactions, thoughts or feelings are correct or incorrect.
The way I see it is that they are shades of grey, "a hairy subject" that is neither correct or incorrect. It simply is what it is, which I see as favorable or unfavorable rather than right or wrong.
This 'note' is a result of people consistently telling me that I'm right or that my opinion is wrong. I don't like to think that my thoughts, feelings or actions are correct or incorrect, it's an opinion of which we are all entitled. I view opinions as a beautiful and unique thing. We all have our own point(s) of view. It's like we are all looking through a camera lens at the same object, and once we express our perspective on the subject we can compile the information and create a dimensional understanding and be more capable of grokking [1] the situation at hand.
I've decided to throw out right and wrong from my vocabulary, primarily because I've noticed within myself that it naturally evokes a defensive reaction and also because I'd like to respectfully embrace others points of view in their thoughts, feelings and/ or reactions.
Correct or incorrect I will use for the school books, but I will not ignore the emotional and spiritual shades of grey.
1. grok; (gr-awk) verb-
experience something to the full extent.
The way I see it is that they are shades of grey, "a hairy subject" that is neither correct or incorrect. It simply is what it is, which I see as favorable or unfavorable rather than right or wrong.
This 'note' is a result of people consistently telling me that I'm right or that my opinion is wrong. I don't like to think that my thoughts, feelings or actions are correct or incorrect, it's an opinion of which we are all entitled. I view opinions as a beautiful and unique thing. We all have our own point(s) of view. It's like we are all looking through a camera lens at the same object, and once we express our perspective on the subject we can compile the information and create a dimensional understanding and be more capable of grokking [1] the situation at hand.
I've decided to throw out right and wrong from my vocabulary, primarily because I've noticed within myself that it naturally evokes a defensive reaction and also because I'd like to respectfully embrace others points of view in their thoughts, feelings and/ or reactions.
Correct or incorrect I will use for the school books, but I will not ignore the emotional and spiritual shades of grey.
1. grok; (gr-awk) verb-
experience something to the full extent.
Nice to meet you 6/4/11
Fight fire with fire and you'll only fuel the buyer.
So quiet, sit silent, because my words are not desired. Ears do not want to hear my words of wisdom.
No one wins a nonrecreational fight.
Drama in the work place, sell it to the buyer! I'm not buying it, though I must sit beside it. I'm hiding it, because at the moment I have nothing nice to say when you come to mind.
Thoughts become things, which is why we are here. I apologise, though I know you can grow and mature, I've seen no progression and I'm pissed.
So I'll sit here and pray and for you and me to have peace. Take a breath and send you pleasing signals through a spiritual presents.
God bless us all, for we are humans whom have our own breaking points and short fuses.
I will let go of my pocket change and remember why I am here.
So quiet, sit silent, because my words are not desired. Ears do not want to hear my words of wisdom.
No one wins a nonrecreational fight.
Drama in the work place, sell it to the buyer! I'm not buying it, though I must sit beside it. I'm hiding it, because at the moment I have nothing nice to say when you come to mind.
Thoughts become things, which is why we are here. I apologise, though I know you can grow and mature, I've seen no progression and I'm pissed.
So I'll sit here and pray and for you and me to have peace. Take a breath and send you pleasing signals through a spiritual presents.
God bless us all, for we are humans whom have our own breaking points and short fuses.
I will let go of my pocket change and remember why I am here.
Simplicity 5/21/11
Swimming in my clutter of dirty laundry and unpacked goods, dancing relentlessly. Feel good.
Eventually I'll get my act together, but I'm just taking it step-by-step, day-by-day. I'm human. I'm learning to accept this and make the best of it.
"Take what you can, didn't make or mend, a blessed beast was given."
I've learned and forgiven. Relax and breathe, because life is beautiful!
I've learned to love things that initially do not please me, the Lord has freed me and yet I've damned myself a prisoner.
Liberation is the destination, but reflection is the journey.
Eventually I'll get my act together, but I'm just taking it step-by-step, day-by-day. I'm human. I'm learning to accept this and make the best of it.
"Take what you can, didn't make or mend, a blessed beast was given."
I've learned and forgiven. Relax and breathe, because life is beautiful!
I've learned to love things that initially do not please me, the Lord has freed me and yet I've damned myself a prisoner.
Liberation is the destination, but reflection is the journey.
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