Thoughts

Everyday of my life I am grateful for the opportunities I have been given. I'm grateful for the opportunities I've been wise enough to accept, too. I think there's something to be said for living a simple life. I need very little, therefore, I am in need very little. And it just seems to work out that the less I need, the more I have. I'm pleased with myself, I feel responsible. I feel wise.

I took responsibility for not only my mistakes, but someone else's, too. Oh, and I stopped asking "why."

Everyone is not going to do what I think they should do Many, many people will prefer to walk the other way. I'm fine with that idea. Sometimes I need to walk the other way, too.

I grew up with the idea that it was not okay to be angry. Yet, I was. No matter what I did, no matter how "good" I wanted to be, something would come along and make me angry.
I no longer swallow my anger. I've learned that if you do, it always comes right back up. And at the worst time and in the worst way. If something pisses me off, I try to let it out right then and there. That way, there is no mistake as to what I;m angry about. There is no resentment brewing inside. There is no need to devise a plan to get back at anyone. There is no anger anymore. Until the next time.

Thank you. Thank you for holding your vision close and making it happen. Thank you for not deciding it wasn't worth it. THank you for being prosperous enough to extend yourself far and wide. Thank you for knowing who you are. If everybody did everything I thought they would do? Boy, would I be cheated out of my own self-realization.

A moment that melts. The moment that brings the walls tumbling down. What magnificent joy! What a powerful and altering experience.
What about when the moment is gone? In case you're stumped, let me tell you. It hurts like crazy.

As certain death entered the picture, I decided, "who cares? Who cares what people think? Who cares if Im too young to do this? Who cares who cares?"
It has een my experience that the more darkness I encounter, the greater my capacity for light. Ugliess turns to beauty to uglieness to beauty. The negative with the positive. Up, down. Black and white.