sweet butterfly
This is my new favorite song. Something about it makes my heart ache and helps me to be more tender with myself.
Learning to be my own, sweet butterfly.
This is my new favorite song. Something about it makes my heart ache and helps me to be more tender with myself.
Learning to be my own, sweet butterfly.
“Learn to say, ‘Fuck You’ to the world once in a while. You have every right to. Just stop thinking, worrying, looking over your shoulder, wondering, doubting, fearing, hurting, hoping for some easy way out, struggling, gasping, confusing, itching, scratching, mumbling, bumbling, grumbling, humbling, stumbling, rumbling, rambling, gambling, tumbling, scumbling, scrambling, hitching, hatching, bitching, moaning,…
what do you mean by that, anyway? (i mean exactly what i said. there is nothing hidden here) why do you have to question everything? (because things need questioned) can’t you ever just be satisfied? (sure, but not with everything and not right now) maybe you’re in this situation because of the choices you’ve made….
“Man is most nearly himself when he achieves the seriousness of a child at play.” -Heraclitus I am reading a book called Open to Desire: Embracing a Lust for Life by Dr. Mark Epstein. In it, he recounts a story of playing with his son and one of his stuffies right after the 9/11 tragedy….
I taste God in my lover’s mouth In the thrust of him I feel the force of creation In the release Our souls merge Divine Union
I just LOVE this quote! “When you complain all you do is broadcast, ‘There’s a victim in the neighborhood!’.” -Maya Angelou Or, as my wonderful friend Trina says in her Sushi Song, “Quit Yer Bitchin’” 🙂 (This is directed at ME, by the way, not YOU. I put this here as a reminder to myself…
It is my belief that play brings miracles. I have been in a bit of a dark place and have needed to lighten up a bit. I know I need to tickle, laugh, play, dance, frolic….all of it. Just now I opened my Hafiz book, “The Gift”, translated by Daniel Ladinsky to this wonderful, affirming…