healing is possible
TO WRITE LOVE ON HER ARMS by Jamie Tworkowski
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2007/3/31
Sweetness in Starlight
there is a song that speaks of a boy who only wants to lie with his love under the stars and listen to her heartbeat, content knowing that they are together. How beautiful that such a sentiment has graced our ears. as i listened, i began to think of what a defecit of love there truly is in this world. of the relationships i've observed, mostly i can only see desperate, lonely people clinging to each other, trying to find a home in someone else, not truly being whole. we are no longer content with simply lying under the stars together, requiring formal titles and sex to feel loved, to feel wanted... and the world wonders why it fels so lonely. Why are there so many divorces?? people give their hearts and bodies away without thinking... they're spent and nothing is left for them to give. honestly, there is a rare few people that i've seen that are truly content and happy with their spouse, partly because no one is happy with themselves. no one can accept the fact that they cannot take credit for the way they look, they are not in control of their bone structure of the symmetry of their face. such things are gifts, and if self confidence will not allow those positive qualities to shine, you must ask yourself why.
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2007/3/25
Hume
Take your time with this one. Its only the ramblings of girl who can't sleep, but my hopes are to finally express the feelings of change and wholeness that have exploded within my being. On rainy, cold, mediocre, thursday we left the vice grip of half moon bay and drove. Drove on and on and on for eight hours. My mind's conception of what could be waiting for me would never materialize because the clamor for my attention was overwhelming. Thus, i had no expectations. Had i any, they would have been shot to pieces. Upon arrival at that surreal snowflake land somewhere between heaven and my dreams, a sense of peace and belonging became my companion. I felt a home, like no other place i've known. It was all new yet so familiar, like the song on the radio that speaks your very thoughts.
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beautiful
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
