Praise – the friend I am never home for
I have always been very afraid of sounding boastful, ridiculous, too full of myself. And my fear, well fed by the chasing away of imaginary people in the window clapping at my successes, is that great that I have unlearned (if I ever knew) or never learned how to enjoy the moments when I do get things right.
Do you want to do something meaningful in life? Make sure you can swallow the s**t sandwich that comes with it.
I find real connection with fellow beings to be wonderful and exciting and I look for it in every person I interact with. It is both my strength and my Achille’s heel. I don’t understand the meaning of our lives on this planet if we aren’t going to function as what we actually are: one. Connected.
never ignore the small voice inside. it always tells you the truth.
There is a small voice inside that always, always knows. When we get silent, cut out the noise of other people’s standards, expectations and demands, this voice becomes loud and clear and leads you to unimaginable rainbows.
what would the bible sound like if women wrote it?
Females (again, of any species studied) don’t fight or flight. They tend and befriend. They take care of their tribe (and other tribes for that matter) and build belonging.
