Wednesday, July 11, 2007
To my Twin Soul
Where are you this moment?
Only in my dreams.
You're missing, but you're always
a heart beat from me.
I'm lost now without you,
I don't know where you are.
I keep watching, I keep hoping,
but time seems to keep us apart.
Is there a way I can find you,
is there a sign I should know,
is there a road I should follow
to bring you back home.
Winter lies before me
now you're so far away.
In the darkness of my dreaming
the light of you will stay.
If I could be close beside you
If I could be where you are
If I could reach out and touch you
and bring you back home.
Is there a way I can find you
Is there a sign I should know
Is there a road I could follow
to bring you back home
to me.
By Enya
Amarantine CD
Wise Words By Bertrand Russell from The Conquest of Happiness
When some misfortune threatens,
consider seriously and deliberately
what is the very worst
that could possibly happen.
Having looked at this
possible misfortune in the face,
give yourself a sound reasons
for thinking that after all
it would not be such a terrible disaster.
Such reason always exsists,
since the worst
nothing that happens to oneself
has any cosmic importance.
When you have looked for some time
steadily at the worst possibility
and have said to yourself
with real conviction " Well, after all,
that would not matter very much"
you will find that you worry diminishes
to quite extraordinary extent.
It may be necessary
to repeat the process a few times,
but in the end, if you have
shirked nothing in facing
the worst possible issue,
you will find that
your worry disappears altogether
and is replaced by a kind of exhilaration.
consider seriously and deliberately
what is the very worst
that could possibly happen.
Having looked at this
possible misfortune in the face,
give yourself a sound reasons
for thinking that after all
it would not be such a terrible disaster.
Such reason always exsists,
since the worst
nothing that happens to oneself
has any cosmic importance.
When you have looked for some time
steadily at the worst possibility
and have said to yourself
with real conviction " Well, after all,
that would not matter very much"
you will find that you worry diminishes
to quite extraordinary extent.
It may be necessary
to repeat the process a few times,
but in the end, if you have
shirked nothing in facing
the worst possible issue,
you will find that
your worry disappears altogether
and is replaced by a kind of exhilaration.
Monday, July 9, 2007
I thought maybe I should update this Blog with some news of what is happening in my circles and life.
Am still doing my practical for the medication administration course and finishing it off FINALLY this week. Bloody oath it has been like drinking tar and swallowing feathers with it. It's not the prac, but getting there either late evening for the 6 and 8 o'clock rounds or 7 am ( 5.30 wake-up call) on the floor for the 8 o'clock morning rounds. It COLD and dark outside and I'd rather be a bear and hibernate in front of a fire with a good glass of red something or steaming plate of crispy bacon and soft, free range eggs with mushies on the side than hit the road to give meds to sick people. Talk about compassion and recognition and the appreciation of the lasting good of further education.
I must say I believe as I get older that I should live a life of ease and luxury and just do social butterfly, goodie two shoes stuff... like hell I'd go barmy, but I won't say no to the life of LUXURY. No more worrying about the bills, could walk into a shop, buy myself a new pair of shoes without counting my budget, go out to my favorite restaurant sometimes for dinner and buy at least a $20 bottle of wino to go with it without thinking O.K will I have enough left over for emergencies before payday comes, and have a good day at a Day Spa when I feel old and stiff from working myself into that state helping others back onto their feet at the hospital, go on a adventure holiday in South America especially Peru with a bunch of like minded friends and be able to pay for their adventure, give more than a pittance to a street busker and set up a housing ( I'd call them The House of Sunshine) and medical and social assistance ( counselling etc) for the homeless, frail and infirm in mind, body and spirit .... the list goes on and on.
The Old School says for me to be happy I have my health, roof over my head, food on the table and a job.... yep I AM happy with that, but I WANT MORE! I can understand that philosophy after the war as my parents among many, many others were thank full just to have that basic stuff, but I WANT MORE... and SO BE IT and SO IT IS!!!! I want my Houses of Sunshine and I want my Day Spa days, etc and I want not to have to worry about bills and I want the Love of my life to SHARE it all. Is that too much to ask.... I DON"T THINK SO.
I have had an interesting time of it with a old friend recently as she got onto her high horse and started telling me how I should be with my family and was it really my business what and whom of them was where and when. Like Keh.... I was somewhat ( to put it mildly) taken back and replied to her that well... it was far, far more of MY business that hers being a mare acquaintance of the spoken family and to step back and get back into her hole for she had no business interfering nor right to question my authority to know and to get a life and see if she can take care of her own business and family business first before telling others what they should be feeling and doing. She also threw something I had entrusted her with back at my face and that disloyalty and viciousness is hard to swallow from whom I had thought and trusted as a friend so I spat it and her out before I choked in my disappointment and sadness of trusting her with the feelings I had at the time.
I think there were ulterior motives as in being attracted to one member of this family ( whom happens to be older, well off and a widow) and as she thought perhaps she was getting nearer she launched into a attack to exercise her muscle and grind any wrongly perceived or worrying opposition to the ground... Sorry to tell, but me thinks the member of the Family is in luurv with someone else and he is going to go for a holiday with this woman next month all around a Europe and paying all the expenses to boot ( now that is COURTING), so this 'friend' maybe got peeved off realizing it because she told me if he was to get sick and die in Europe it'd be easier and cheaper to cremate him there and then fly the ashes home. At the time I laughed about it, but later when the poo hit the fan I thought... Ummm ... is that sounding like woman scorned and how!!! Yikes....
Anyhow, needless to say I pulled back and just laid it down the line first with some measure of compassion (as I know what rejection feels many times over) and truth plus a warning not to tell people what they should be doing and how they should be feeling.
Over a decade friendship down the gurgler because of the vicious, self righteous and pompous e-mail she wrote to me. What is wrong with some women...as soon as there is a well off, older man around it's like the felines are scratching anything and everyone to get to him first and the competition heats up as they try and scratch and fight their way up only to find he's up on his pole sunning himself with his soul mate. In the mean time the felines have burnt bridges left, right and center and start blaming other for their sorry arses.
What the hell would one need to compete for as if the man is meant for one then he'll be there no matter what kind of adulation, competition and fight rages around him as he only will see you and feel love for you. Well, am not sure if it happens or am I dreaming the impossible dream, but that the sort of a man I WANT not some Romeo whom laps up all the attention in his vanity. Yikes again... he would not survive too long before being told there is a door and it ain't a revolving one and so take an opportunity to use it post haste before thrown through it by me and myself, heheh.
Where are the strong, confident, honorable, honest, good humoured and sensitive men. ARE they all dead in my age group (52) or are they all married or gay. I must say the men I have met take a quick hike after meeting me as I seem to scare the Bejesus out of them or then I don't match their image of a blond, long legged, hourglass figured Goddess as they ofcourse resemble Hercules ( yeah) and believe that Goddess they deserve with their own amazing, good looks. Male vanity again. Seems if a woman is independent, strong, confident, spiritual and with a wicked sense of humour they get scared and run. WHOOSH... don't see them for a dust and frankly don't want to because I generally would chew those scady cats up and spit them out before breakfast. Hmmmm... I have several female friends whom are the same and are truly the warrior women with their strength and resolve after Life's Storms have tempered them and more beautiful bunch I have not seen. They are not vicious and nasty, but with a strength, integrity, loyalty to their true friends, sense of amazing humour and an ability to laugh at themselves and at life. Now I'd like to meet the men to match these Warrior Women myself included for we'd make most powerful couples around with our twin souls. One of these Sisters has met hers and yes... I can tell you they are head over heals in love, have the greatest sex life ( has anyone heard of 3... yes gals 3 hour orgasms... I have), but also have the greatest of friendships and truly down to Earth partnership. WELL... where is mine I ask of the Heavens.... where IS IT... HMMMM??????
Never mind, the wait continues as I cannot push the river and in the mean time am living my life to the fullest and sharing this most beautiful planet with a bunch of amazing friends and family, knowing my day in the Sun will come... someday.
Viva La Viva!
Butterfly 13 :-)
Am still doing my practical for the medication administration course and finishing it off FINALLY this week. Bloody oath it has been like drinking tar and swallowing feathers with it. It's not the prac, but getting there either late evening for the 6 and 8 o'clock rounds or 7 am ( 5.30 wake-up call) on the floor for the 8 o'clock morning rounds. It COLD and dark outside and I'd rather be a bear and hibernate in front of a fire with a good glass of red something or steaming plate of crispy bacon and soft, free range eggs with mushies on the side than hit the road to give meds to sick people. Talk about compassion and recognition and the appreciation of the lasting good of further education.
I must say I believe as I get older that I should live a life of ease and luxury and just do social butterfly, goodie two shoes stuff... like hell I'd go barmy, but I won't say no to the life of LUXURY. No more worrying about the bills, could walk into a shop, buy myself a new pair of shoes without counting my budget, go out to my favorite restaurant sometimes for dinner and buy at least a $20 bottle of wino to go with it without thinking O.K will I have enough left over for emergencies before payday comes, and have a good day at a Day Spa when I feel old and stiff from working myself into that state helping others back onto their feet at the hospital, go on a adventure holiday in South America especially Peru with a bunch of like minded friends and be able to pay for their adventure, give more than a pittance to a street busker and set up a housing ( I'd call them The House of Sunshine) and medical and social assistance ( counselling etc) for the homeless, frail and infirm in mind, body and spirit .... the list goes on and on.
The Old School says for me to be happy I have my health, roof over my head, food on the table and a job.... yep I AM happy with that, but I WANT MORE! I can understand that philosophy after the war as my parents among many, many others were thank full just to have that basic stuff, but I WANT MORE... and SO BE IT and SO IT IS!!!! I want my Houses of Sunshine and I want my Day Spa days, etc and I want not to have to worry about bills and I want the Love of my life to SHARE it all. Is that too much to ask.... I DON"T THINK SO.
I have had an interesting time of it with a old friend recently as she got onto her high horse and started telling me how I should be with my family and was it really my business what and whom of them was where and when. Like Keh.... I was somewhat ( to put it mildly) taken back and replied to her that well... it was far, far more of MY business that hers being a mare acquaintance of the spoken family and to step back and get back into her hole for she had no business interfering nor right to question my authority to know and to get a life and see if she can take care of her own business and family business first before telling others what they should be feeling and doing. She also threw something I had entrusted her with back at my face and that disloyalty and viciousness is hard to swallow from whom I had thought and trusted as a friend so I spat it and her out before I choked in my disappointment and sadness of trusting her with the feelings I had at the time.
I think there were ulterior motives as in being attracted to one member of this family ( whom happens to be older, well off and a widow) and as she thought perhaps she was getting nearer she launched into a attack to exercise her muscle and grind any wrongly perceived or worrying opposition to the ground... Sorry to tell, but me thinks the member of the Family is in luurv with someone else and he is going to go for a holiday with this woman next month all around a Europe and paying all the expenses to boot ( now that is COURTING), so this 'friend' maybe got peeved off realizing it because she told me if he was to get sick and die in Europe it'd be easier and cheaper to cremate him there and then fly the ashes home. At the time I laughed about it, but later when the poo hit the fan I thought... Ummm ... is that sounding like woman scorned and how!!! Yikes....
Anyhow, needless to say I pulled back and just laid it down the line first with some measure of compassion (as I know what rejection feels many times over) and truth plus a warning not to tell people what they should be doing and how they should be feeling.
Over a decade friendship down the gurgler because of the vicious, self righteous and pompous e-mail she wrote to me. What is wrong with some women...as soon as there is a well off, older man around it's like the felines are scratching anything and everyone to get to him first and the competition heats up as they try and scratch and fight their way up only to find he's up on his pole sunning himself with his soul mate. In the mean time the felines have burnt bridges left, right and center and start blaming other for their sorry arses.
What the hell would one need to compete for as if the man is meant for one then he'll be there no matter what kind of adulation, competition and fight rages around him as he only will see you and feel love for you. Well, am not sure if it happens or am I dreaming the impossible dream, but that the sort of a man I WANT not some Romeo whom laps up all the attention in his vanity. Yikes again... he would not survive too long before being told there is a door and it ain't a revolving one and so take an opportunity to use it post haste before thrown through it by me and myself, heheh.
Where are the strong, confident, honorable, honest, good humoured and sensitive men. ARE they all dead in my age group (52) or are they all married or gay. I must say the men I have met take a quick hike after meeting me as I seem to scare the Bejesus out of them or then I don't match their image of a blond, long legged, hourglass figured Goddess as they ofcourse resemble Hercules ( yeah) and believe that Goddess they deserve with their own amazing, good looks. Male vanity again. Seems if a woman is independent, strong, confident, spiritual and with a wicked sense of humour they get scared and run. WHOOSH... don't see them for a dust and frankly don't want to because I generally would chew those scady cats up and spit them out before breakfast. Hmmmm... I have several female friends whom are the same and are truly the warrior women with their strength and resolve after Life's Storms have tempered them and more beautiful bunch I have not seen. They are not vicious and nasty, but with a strength, integrity, loyalty to their true friends, sense of amazing humour and an ability to laugh at themselves and at life. Now I'd like to meet the men to match these Warrior Women myself included for we'd make most powerful couples around with our twin souls. One of these Sisters has met hers and yes... I can tell you they are head over heals in love, have the greatest sex life ( has anyone heard of 3... yes gals 3 hour orgasms... I have), but also have the greatest of friendships and truly down to Earth partnership. WELL... where is mine I ask of the Heavens.... where IS IT... HMMMM??????
Never mind, the wait continues as I cannot push the river and in the mean time am living my life to the fullest and sharing this most beautiful planet with a bunch of amazing friends and family, knowing my day in the Sun will come... someday.
Viva La Viva!
Butterfly 13 :-)
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Experience
I have been ill with the virus going around and am starting to get better slowly as the virus works it's way out of my body. Had to attend my course last evening as I had to hand over two assignments and do a presentation.
As I came home and got into my jamas and a warm cardi I sat down in the living room to have a cuppa and a bite to eat as my house mate was doing the same. As we both sat and munched I had a strange feeling come over me. I was as if not quite present in this world, but not quite present in any other dimension either. Had very wispy and fleeting flashes of impressions like memories flash through, but could not quite catch them, but I knew they were not of this dimension, but another I was almost in. It was an oddest of sensations and it took me awhile to really ground myself back into this reality. As I did I told my friend about it and felt as if something phenomenal had happened. It was as if I was walking ( sitting) between the Worlds, one foot in one and another in the other and then just simply stayed a second or two in what my friend called a ' limbo land' till I was fully present here again.
I was amazed as it was a first time I had experienced such so strongly and I felt we are in the verge of moving fully to the higher dimension and that I was experiencing the higher dimensional Earth and this one at the same time thus one foot in one the other in another. There seems to be like a void in between and that's where I was for awhile before fully merging with this reality again. I obviously have been there before as my fleeting memories seemed to suggest, just could not catch them. No fear, just feelings of familiarity and surprise.
Interesting and I hope feelings continue to get stronger and the experiences grow clearer including the memories.
Aaah... I have asked to have a teacher sent to me that could inspire me to a new and fresh learning and growth as I felt I was stuck somewhere between 'who cares and I am not feeling the spark' land as far as my spiritual learning is concerned and this gave me a little light at the end of the tunnel. I am waiting for the Universe to show me the way and for the Teacher/Guide to arrive whom can inspire me to the new and the fresh bubbles of joyous discovery of life and all things of spirit again. Seems am stuck in the same ol', same ol' rut and have lost the oomph and the zing of the times gone when everything was such a wonder. I used to have these bubbles of joy and excitement build up and grow within as I discovered something new that felt true and resonated with me in the deepest of the inner levels and I knew then that what I was learning and discovering was true and right for me. Those bubbles have somehow gone a little flat and I feel I need an inspiration and such little experiences give me that little bit of hope all is not lost somewhere in the mire of my mind and 3rd-4th dimensional mire. Let's hope not and the inspiration I am wanting will light up my way again sooner rather than later.
May the joy and new discoveries make you heart sing and not sink.
Butterfly 13
As I came home and got into my jamas and a warm cardi I sat down in the living room to have a cuppa and a bite to eat as my house mate was doing the same. As we both sat and munched I had a strange feeling come over me. I was as if not quite present in this world, but not quite present in any other dimension either. Had very wispy and fleeting flashes of impressions like memories flash through, but could not quite catch them, but I knew they were not of this dimension, but another I was almost in. It was an oddest of sensations and it took me awhile to really ground myself back into this reality. As I did I told my friend about it and felt as if something phenomenal had happened. It was as if I was walking ( sitting) between the Worlds, one foot in one and another in the other and then just simply stayed a second or two in what my friend called a ' limbo land' till I was fully present here again.
I was amazed as it was a first time I had experienced such so strongly and I felt we are in the verge of moving fully to the higher dimension and that I was experiencing the higher dimensional Earth and this one at the same time thus one foot in one the other in another. There seems to be like a void in between and that's where I was for awhile before fully merging with this reality again. I obviously have been there before as my fleeting memories seemed to suggest, just could not catch them. No fear, just feelings of familiarity and surprise.
Interesting and I hope feelings continue to get stronger and the experiences grow clearer including the memories.
Aaah... I have asked to have a teacher sent to me that could inspire me to a new and fresh learning and growth as I felt I was stuck somewhere between 'who cares and I am not feeling the spark' land as far as my spiritual learning is concerned and this gave me a little light at the end of the tunnel. I am waiting for the Universe to show me the way and for the Teacher/Guide to arrive whom can inspire me to the new and the fresh bubbles of joyous discovery of life and all things of spirit again. Seems am stuck in the same ol', same ol' rut and have lost the oomph and the zing of the times gone when everything was such a wonder. I used to have these bubbles of joy and excitement build up and grow within as I discovered something new that felt true and resonated with me in the deepest of the inner levels and I knew then that what I was learning and discovering was true and right for me. Those bubbles have somehow gone a little flat and I feel I need an inspiration and such little experiences give me that little bit of hope all is not lost somewhere in the mire of my mind and 3rd-4th dimensional mire. Let's hope not and the inspiration I am wanting will light up my way again sooner rather than later.
May the joy and new discoveries make you heart sing and not sink.
Butterfly 13
Thursday, May 24, 2007
What the .....!
This morning am puzzled how some things can pop up from the past to bother one even making one angry and negative. I lay in bed just woken up when all of a sudden very negative thoughts started to pop into my head and the injustice of what happened last year still reverberates made me angry. The cowardice of the person whom was at the crux of the disaster made me steam and finally had to get up as I was almost huffing and puffing.
I feel that I should not be bothered any longer as the disaster had very blessed end results in the sense in the end, but when this coward that nearly killed a dear friend seems to be placing the blame on my friend instead of being humble and grateful that he did not end up in jail and that my friend is alive and powering on in many more ways than one makes me angry. I realize that I need to let go of it as indeed am truly grateful and ecstatic that my friend is doing so well after a horrific injury, but the injustice of trying to blame him seems to rankle me to no end.
Oh boy, that brings me to the judgment. The karmic laws of the Universe will work it out without the attachment and the emotion I have and I know all will get what they deserve in the end, but the judgment is there of this person having got away with not having to suffer the consequences of his actions and ONLY because my friend loves him and felt compassion. My friend is calm as a clam in a seawater about it all and I am the one bubbling and steaming over it all, again... dangerous as it can make it "mine" instead of "theirs" and will if am not able to let it go and flow.
Blah, and it does not make me feel good ( my compassion in this case seems to be little bit minute especially when the coward is trying to wheezle his way out of it by placing the blame on my friend), but I need to let it go rather than dwell on it as has my friend been able to do. I actually do not know the shoes these two have walked in their past and what their group karmic path involves so knowing that I rather just let it go and I suppose writing about it will help me to do just that. In a sense me involving myself in it will make it partly mine if am not careful and I don't want that. Judgment.... hard thing to catch before it happens and whoosh... we are in the midst of the mire before we realize it and the mire may not have our name on it at all. Need to let go and let God and let all those others battle the storms of their choice no matter how close one is to the centre of that storm. It would be wiser and healthier for one's equilibrium to keep the heck out of it and paddle to ones own corner of the sea as the distance will make it all look less threatening to one's own peace of mind. Thank goodness for the ability to share it through various ways as this and hopefully the wisdom of others will help even if unspoken. The releasing of it all seems to be draining away the negative....
Indeed interesting is the human psyche. It is all, but learning and I hope I am.... don't want to repeat the class....
If one desires a change, one must be that change before that change can take place.
By Gita Bellin
Looks like I have my school work cut out for me dear diary..... I think I need a Buddhist retreat or something. There is one Bowral me thinks, maybe I'll look into it. I need a calm, wise, centered and... caring guide for my heart to heal..... Where o' where are you..... One day am calm, collected and humming and the next am like an ant bitten frog, bouncing around in stingy skin with an aching heart. Bloody oath... am jumping up and down.... GRRRRR and Wa-WA-WAAAH. Tell you one thing dear diary the Guide needs the patience of the Saints, strength of Hercules and an amazing sense of humour to save his own sanity and the balance of his own soul to be able to handle this bubbling mini volcano... because if he doesn't it'll be scary and he'll whoosh outta my space post haste as some have done. Blaah... good riddance to a weak product...
Oh boy..... a big sigh.....
BF13 a memeber of the Sisterhood of Wa-Wa-Wa....
*Wa-Wa-Wa is a nonsense word, powerful in it's ability to dismiss as "just words" things and ideas that penetrate the mind space of your day, even fearful thoughts can be dismissed simply by saying and focusing on the mantra WA-WA-WA.
Wisdom by Silver Cloud.
P.S Dear diary, this has helped and I feel better, wheeh....
I feel that I should not be bothered any longer as the disaster had very blessed end results in the sense in the end, but when this coward that nearly killed a dear friend seems to be placing the blame on my friend instead of being humble and grateful that he did not end up in jail and that my friend is alive and powering on in many more ways than one makes me angry. I realize that I need to let go of it as indeed am truly grateful and ecstatic that my friend is doing so well after a horrific injury, but the injustice of trying to blame him seems to rankle me to no end.
Oh boy, that brings me to the judgment. The karmic laws of the Universe will work it out without the attachment and the emotion I have and I know all will get what they deserve in the end, but the judgment is there of this person having got away with not having to suffer the consequences of his actions and ONLY because my friend loves him and felt compassion. My friend is calm as a clam in a seawater about it all and I am the one bubbling and steaming over it all, again... dangerous as it can make it "mine" instead of "theirs" and will if am not able to let it go and flow.
Blah, and it does not make me feel good ( my compassion in this case seems to be little bit minute especially when the coward is trying to wheezle his way out of it by placing the blame on my friend), but I need to let it go rather than dwell on it as has my friend been able to do. I actually do not know the shoes these two have walked in their past and what their group karmic path involves so knowing that I rather just let it go and I suppose writing about it will help me to do just that. In a sense me involving myself in it will make it partly mine if am not careful and I don't want that. Judgment.... hard thing to catch before it happens and whoosh... we are in the midst of the mire before we realize it and the mire may not have our name on it at all. Need to let go and let God and let all those others battle the storms of their choice no matter how close one is to the centre of that storm. It would be wiser and healthier for one's equilibrium to keep the heck out of it and paddle to ones own corner of the sea as the distance will make it all look less threatening to one's own peace of mind. Thank goodness for the ability to share it through various ways as this and hopefully the wisdom of others will help even if unspoken. The releasing of it all seems to be draining away the negative....
Indeed interesting is the human psyche. It is all, but learning and I hope I am.... don't want to repeat the class....
If one desires a change, one must be that change before that change can take place.
By Gita Bellin
Looks like I have my school work cut out for me dear diary..... I think I need a Buddhist retreat or something. There is one Bowral me thinks, maybe I'll look into it. I need a calm, wise, centered and... caring guide for my heart to heal..... Where o' where are you..... One day am calm, collected and humming and the next am like an ant bitten frog, bouncing around in stingy skin with an aching heart. Bloody oath... am jumping up and down.... GRRRRR and Wa-WA-WAAAH. Tell you one thing dear diary the Guide needs the patience of the Saints, strength of Hercules and an amazing sense of humour to save his own sanity and the balance of his own soul to be able to handle this bubbling mini volcano... because if he doesn't it'll be scary and he'll whoosh outta my space post haste as some have done. Blaah... good riddance to a weak product...
Oh boy..... a big sigh.....
BF13 a memeber of the Sisterhood of Wa-Wa-Wa....
*Wa-Wa-Wa is a nonsense word, powerful in it's ability to dismiss as "just words" things and ideas that penetrate the mind space of your day, even fearful thoughts can be dismissed simply by saying and focusing on the mantra WA-WA-WA.
Wisdom by Silver Cloud.
P.S Dear diary, this has helped and I feel better, wheeh....
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Friends
Friends, the amazing people and beings that we could not live without and even if we could we would not want to. I have been fortunate to have some whom are amazingly strong, resourceful, generous, caring, honest, balanced and loyal, down to Earth People who's hearts are as large as a Universe and beyond, whom are fiercely independent,brave and creative people. I have indeed being blessed many times over. When I falter, have a moody day, think of going and eating a can of worms, go crazy in the crazy world or just need a sounding board these Friends step up onto the stage of my of life and share the journey with me. We have laughed till our sides ache and the clouds have disappeared from the skies of our souls, we have cried till the well of the tears is dry, we have created with our minds, hearts and imaginations that are fruitful, brave and open. We also share our fears, joys, trials and hopes with an uncanny honesty and believing that we are understood and secure in the knowledge that we don't have to worry about being judged or though silly or vain.
A Friend is a person or a being you can totally be yourself with and stand in your own truth and know you have those souls right beside you. I thank you my Friends for giving me the most precious gift I could only receive from you. Your caring, sharing and the laughter along with your support, encouragement, empathy, wisdom, honesty and loyalty means I am still sane. I would not want to be without you my Friends ever in my life for it would sound hollow and empty and be cold and misty grey. You add the sunlight moments, the warm summer rain and the giggles at jumping the puddles as we adventure along side by side on our paths of life and love.
Adios Amigos, Viva La Viva "Long Live Life", Sisterhood of Wa,Wa,Wa .... :-)
Butterfly13
Do not walk in front of me for I may not follow
Do not walk behind me for I may not lead
But walk beside me and share my journey and be my friend.
A Friend is a person or a being you can totally be yourself with and stand in your own truth and know you have those souls right beside you. I thank you my Friends for giving me the most precious gift I could only receive from you. Your caring, sharing and the laughter along with your support, encouragement, empathy, wisdom, honesty and loyalty means I am still sane. I would not want to be without you my Friends ever in my life for it would sound hollow and empty and be cold and misty grey. You add the sunlight moments, the warm summer rain and the giggles at jumping the puddles as we adventure along side by side on our paths of life and love.
Adios Amigos, Viva La Viva "Long Live Life", Sisterhood of Wa,Wa,Wa .... :-)
Butterfly13
Do not walk in front of me for I may not follow
Do not walk behind me for I may not lead
But walk beside me and share my journey and be my friend.
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