17 julio, 2011
20 octubre, 2010
30 agosto, 2010
You said I was the one person in your life with whom you could always be open, honest & revealing.
You said I was the last person on earth you would ever wamt to hurt.
You said I meant so much to you... so very much... and always would.
You said, 'I would nevere, never, never, want to hurt you'
I said, 'If I didn't already love you so much, I would love you even more."
-Diane Schoemperlen, "At A Loss For Words"
This quote makes me seem like I am pinning away, but I am not however, I just had to show it because I think it sums up what so many of us feel, at some point. I love the way Diane writes. She writes directly to her subjects & it reads like a journal entry. It is very honest. Love that.
23 julio, 2010
01 julio, 2010
I was really proud of my friend for sticking up for me when some co-workers were beating me down with the words. It was the day I got my job. I am not a stupid girl. I know why some of you are around, and you admit it, and so do I. I do not care how we found each other, only that you stayed, were inspired and maybe inspired me too!
When I got this job, I was in the middle of some shocking heartbreak. It was terrible. The mere mention of anything about him made me cry. I was just strong enough to keep it together for 8 hours at work, and on this one day, on lunch, I was upset, crying and complaining. Heartbreak makes you do silly things, and took a lot of this amazing blessing out of focus for me. ANYWAYS, point of the story, my friend Cass came to my defense on this attack and said that they didn't really know me and that they didn't know the whole story, what had happened, and how broken I was. It takes a very strong person to not join on a bandwagon... of any kind. It is easier as humans to just agree, be nasty, and make ourselves feel better at the expense of others. I see this a lot... people with fake self-confidence, picking someone to hate because they cannot be big enough to fix the things they hate about themselves.
Anyways, this week, I went on a date. I cannot believe I am back in the dating world. I told a few details of my date to some girls, in which they screamed out and then everyone knew, talked about and asked about. I think I have learned that you gotta keep your personal stuff private, that way when someone makes a fool of you, you do not look like a fool to everyone, and instead just to yourself. So everyone was chatting about me and everyone knew my business. Not cool.
End of story, it is always best to talk about sunshine and rainbows, guys and girls can never really be "friends", gossip hurts, I had a date and it was fun and gave me hope that there are people (Men) who think I am worth all their best efforts.
I also think that life is about growing up and it is sort of like fitness. You can work out and eat right until you reach your perfect body, but if you start eating junk again, you will lose it. Same thing with the soul. Being a good, compassionate person is work, and we must all work at it each and every day and there will never be a point in life where we reach a point where we can slack off in that department. The minute we stop being aware of the power of our words and actions, there is a chance that we can really hurt someone else... or even ourselves. If we make a mistake, we must say sorry and start again fresh and work even harder at being enlightened.