Tuesday, July 22, 2014

you're wonderful.

No one is always gorgeous. No one is always sexy. 
But love is a DECISION. 
Waiting to see whether someone is good enough is childish, and it is BOUND to make the other person feel on some level as though they’re auditioning for the part.
 In that space, we feel nervous, and when we’re nervous, we’re not at our best. 
The ego is looking for someone attractive enough to support. 
The mature and miracle-minded among us support people in BEING attractive. 
Part of working on ourselves, in order to be ready for a profound relationship, 
is learning how to SUPPORT another person in being the best that they can be. 
Partners are meant to have a priestly role in each other’s lives. 
They are meant to help each other access the highest parts within themselves.
I’ve been with men who never seemed to think I was good enough. 
I’ve also been with men who were smart enough to say, 
“You look beautiful tonight” often enough for it to bolster my self-esteem
 and help me show up for life in a more beautiful way. 
None of us are really objectively attractive or unattractive. 
There is no such thing. There are people who MANIFEST the potential 
for sparkle that we all share, and those who don’t. 
Those who do are usually people who some where along the line, 
either from parents or lovers, were told verbally or nonverbally, 
“You’re wonderful and beautiful.” 
Love is to people what water is to plants.

Marianne Williamson

Sunday, July 20, 2014

But I don’t believe that life is supposed to make you feel good,
 or to make you feel miserable either. 
Life is just supposed to make you feel.

Gloria Naylor

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

run to it

The one thing I know for sure is that feelings are rarely mutual, so when they are, 
drop everything, forget belongings and expectations, forget the games, 
the two days between texts, the hard to gets because this is it, 
this is what the entire world is after and you’ve stumbled upon it by chance, by accident
––so take a deep breath, take a step forward, now run, 
collide like planets in the system of a dying sun, 
embrace each other with both arms and let all the rules, 
the opinions and common sense crash down around you. 
Because this is love kid, and it’s all yours. 
Believe me, you’re in for one hell of a ride, 
after all––this is the one thing I know for sure.


I crave the ones who’ve seen confusion and known struggle; 
who have pulled themselves up from the shackles of heartache and strife, 
disappointment and darkness, exhaustion and drain and have risen 
with a heart as open and unwaveringly wide as the ocean itself. 
Give me those people. 
The brave, the vulnerable, the wise, the ones who care for a world, 
and how to better it along with themselves. 
To know their ability in making waves, in shifting patterns with tides
and in creating change. 
Let us become that open ocean. 
And make it rise.

Victoria Erickson

Friday, July 4, 2014

We pause on that nerve-wrecking edge; the edge of transition, 
knowing our decisions will weave into us, harbouring themselves into 
our minds and bodies for years to come, creating stories 
that will surface through the years as we pass down threads of wisdom to others. 
Which way to go? Which direction to choose? How do we decide?

Victoria Erickson

'People aren’t books, I’ve learned.
You can’t bookmark your favorite pieces
to return to whenever you’re feeling lonely;
when the nights get too cold and you
need something familiar to keep you warm,
you can’t reopen their spines and wear
out their pages.'

Thursday, July 3, 2014

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