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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

"Love

She planted the corn
It came from within
Drippings on the earth
Fields of love
Take the magic
And give the gift
Rise above
On bended knee
A prayer of gratitude
For all to see





is essential but so is freedom"...my favorite quote from Dan. I keep thinking that all these men who proclaim their love for me....that perhaps I could keep one of them...yet, as fate has it...am only in their lives for a reason...that reason being...sending them on their way with a touch of truth. "Love is essential but so is freedom". Doesn't hurt like it use to. Yet, the love which lives inside of me is a greater love than I have ever known. Realizing how much "time" it took to find it was a "bigger" love. I take myself back to that point in my life, remembering how empty I felt at that time. Time. It isn't empty at all anymore. It is amazing. I am doing what I am bornt to do. Loving. Not for myself, yet for others to find themselves. How much joy can that bring me? Loving another so they can love themselves. Yes, I was blessed, if that is the right word, with being loved by another just for pure love itself. Life itself is hard. (yea, another word that meant so much to me in my search for passion.) Sometimes loving yourself can be hard. But by accepting your imperfect self as being perfect...then it makes life a little easier. And yes, I do enjoy making others' lives easier. I do enjoy making a difference in someone else's life. That is what I do. Gratitude, humility, love. At the same time, I enjoy being human. Finding that "true love". In that search for "true love", recognizing what true love is. And that is in "being human". And yes, I am only human.

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