June 2012
33 posts
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There are three happiness killers:
doing work you do not love and are not passionate about,
surrounding yourself with people who you do not really like
(someone who just fills time),
and living somewhere that does not let you be you.
Just stop it.
Life is far too short.
May 2012
55 posts
“If flowers can grow
through blankets of melting snow,
there is hope for me.” —Tyler Knott
through blankets of melting snow,
there is hope for me.” —Tyler Knott
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It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dreams
for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon…
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your
fingers and toes
without cautioning us to
be careful
be realistic
to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand on the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes.”
It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after a night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the center of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.
“We are looking for something we don’t have on our planet.”
“Oh, what’s that?”
“It’s a four letter word.”
“Mmm, Love”
“That’s what the book says.”
“The bible?”
“Mm. Men are from Mars, women are from Venus.”
“Love. There’s a word that’s had the meaning pounded out of it. What do you think it really means?”
“It means the end of loneliness. Forever.” —Ted and Alice
“Oh, what’s that?”
“It’s a four letter word.”
“Mmm, Love”
“That’s what the book says.”
“The bible?”
“Mm. Men are from Mars, women are from Venus.”
“Love. There’s a word that’s had the meaning pounded out of it. What do you think it really means?”
“It means the end of loneliness. Forever.” —Ted and Alice
“Decide that you want it more than you are afraid of it.”
—Bill Cosby
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if you need me i’ll be crying in the corner over the existence of chris evans
I wish everything didn’t have to be the fucking Felicia Day show.
I hope she takes the “whoo I’m a nerdy girl” thing and chokes on it.
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