Some serious changes in my life are about to take place... and I am scared out of my wits... but in a good way.
*crossing fingers and toes*
um... I HATE PACKING!!!
*LOL*
Sunday, July 28, 2002
Wednesday, July 10, 2002
Imagine a woman who believes it is right and good she is a woman.
A woman who honors her experience and tells her stories.
Who refuses to carry the sins of others within her body and life.
Imagine a woman who believes she is good.
A woman who trusts and respects herself,
Who listens to her needs and desires, and meets them with tenderness and grace.
Imagine a woman who has acknowledged the past's influence on the present.
A woman who has walked through her past,
Who has healed into the present.
Imagine a woman who authors her own life.
A woman who exerts, initiates, and moves on her own behalf,
Who refuses to surrender except to her truest self and to her wisest voice.
Imagine a woman who names her own gods.
A woman who imagines the divine in her image and likeness,
Who designs her own spirituality and allows it to inform her daily life.
Imagine a woman in love with her own body.
A woman who believes her body is enough, just as it is,
Who celebrates her body and its rhythms and cycles as an exquisite resource.
Imagine a woman who honors the face of the Goddess in her changing face.
A woman who celebrates the accumulation of her years and her wisdom,
Who refuses to use precious energy disguising the changes in her body and life.
Imagine a woman who values the women in her life.
A woman who sits in circles of women,
Who is reminded of the truth about herself when she forgets.
Imagine yourself as this woman.
- author unknown
Thursday, July 04, 2002
I Want Somebody...
Trying to sleep but find I am unable. So many thoughts going through my head, so many things to decide.
I am currently listening to Depeche Mode - Somebody. I was 15 the first time I heard it at a friend's house and I fell for the song. Since that moment I considered it my song. Some used to say I was dreaming for wanting the type of person described in the song. I knew sometime, somewhere I would find that special somebody for me. For a long time, in fact more than 10 years, I have been unable to listen to this song that was at one time my favorite. Hearing it would bring me to tears, sobbing uncontrolably. I felt hopeless... I would never find that sort of love.
I wanted, I needed to hear that song, after I got of the telephone with someone a short while ago. I don't really know or fully understand why. I think that for the first time in longer than I care to remember, I don't feel that I cannot completely be myself with someone. I don't need to hide parts of my life in order for someone to care about me. I don't need to hide behind a veil of secrecy. I am no longer afraid to live.
I admit I did have tears in my eyes while listening to it, though not tears of sadness. For the first time in what feels like a lifetime, I know that someday I will have my somebody.
I want somebody to share, share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts, know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side and give me support
And in return He'll get my support
He will listen to me when I want to speak
About the world we live in and life in general
Though my views may be wrong, they may even be perverted
He'll hear me out and won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking in fact he'll often disagree
But at the end of it all He will understand me
I want somebody who cares for me passionately
With every thought and with every breath
Someone who'll help me see things in a different light
All the things I detest I will almost like
I don't want to be tied to anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of those things
But when I'm asleep I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me and kiss me tenderly
Though things like this make me sick
In a case like this I'll get away with it
I am currently listening to Depeche Mode - Somebody. I was 15 the first time I heard it at a friend's house and I fell for the song. Since that moment I considered it my song. Some used to say I was dreaming for wanting the type of person described in the song. I knew sometime, somewhere I would find that special somebody for me. For a long time, in fact more than 10 years, I have been unable to listen to this song that was at one time my favorite. Hearing it would bring me to tears, sobbing uncontrolably. I felt hopeless... I would never find that sort of love.
I wanted, I needed to hear that song, after I got of the telephone with someone a short while ago. I don't really know or fully understand why. I think that for the first time in longer than I care to remember, I don't feel that I cannot completely be myself with someone. I don't need to hide parts of my life in order for someone to care about me. I don't need to hide behind a veil of secrecy. I am no longer afraid to live.
I admit I did have tears in my eyes while listening to it, though not tears of sadness. For the first time in what feels like a lifetime, I know that someday I will have my somebody.
I want somebody to share, share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts, know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side and give me support
And in return He'll get my support
He will listen to me when I want to speak
About the world we live in and life in general
Though my views may be wrong, they may even be perverted
He'll hear me out and won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking in fact he'll often disagree
But at the end of it all He will understand me
I want somebody who cares for me passionately
With every thought and with every breath
Someone who'll help me see things in a different light
All the things I detest I will almost like
I don't want to be tied to anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of those things
But when I'm asleep I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me and kiss me tenderly
Though things like this make me sick
In a case like this I'll get away with it
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