A smooth sea never made a skillful sailor.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Through Being Cool Vintage



Check out this great site! Kimberly Parsons went to school with me at Blanche Macdonald, she's great and I am so proud of her!
http://www.throughbeingcoolvintage.com/

New History



Sometimes the past is something you just can't let go of, sometimes the past is something we'll do anything to forget and sometimes we learn something new about the past, that changes everything we know about the present.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Invest In Love


They say the bigger your investment, the bigger your return.
But you have to be willing to take a chance. You have to understand you might lose it all.
If you take that chance, if you invest wisely, the pay off might just suprise you.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

It doesn't hurt...

I know your good
I know your right
I know you mean the best
everytime you stop by
dont know what to say
or know how to act
cause i'm still moved by you
cause you just have to ask

No it doesn't hurt
unless I walk
I dont feel pain
unless I try to talk
I dont even cry
unless I open my eyes
I don't need to kick or scream or curse
No, it doesn't hurt

You dont have to call
to make sure I'm up
cause i'm still wide awake
cause i'm still lost in shock
I know your concerned
I know your just sick
and I know you'd feel better
if I were over it

No it doesn't hurt
unless I walk
I dont feel pain
unless I try to talk
I dont even cry
unless I open my eyes
I don't need to kick or scream or curse
No, it doesn't hurt

I am wind
i am the sand
i am scared
i am a woman
and i'm fine
cause i deserve
the time to feel hurt

I know your good
i know your afraid
and I know its favoritive
would you just let me be
so what will you say
what you've haven't said
the question you asked me just
makes me feel better you left

No, it doesn't hurt
unless I move I don't feel anything
unless I think of you
I don't even cry
unless I open my eyes
I don't need to kick, or scream

no it doesn't hurt
unless i walk
i dont' feel anything
unless i try to talk
i don't even cry
unless i open my eyes
i don't need kick or scream or curse
noo,ooo, oo

it doesn't.....
hurt

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Give Peace A Chance



Peace is in a permanent state, it exists in moments, fleeting, gone before we even know it was there. We can experience it at any time, in a strangers act of kindness, a task that requires complete focus, or simply the comfort of an old routine.
Every day we all experience these moments of peace. The trick is to know when they are happening so we can embrace them, live in them, and finally, let them go.

You are making a choice, you better be at peace with it.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Harbor



Everytime a diminishing thought arises, I say this vow. I will not harbor unhealthy thoughts anymore. The first time I heard myself say this, my inner ear perked up at the word "harbor," which is a noun as well as a verb. A harbor, of course, is a place of refuge, a port of entry. I pictured the harbor of my mind- a little beat up, perhaps, a little storm-worn, but well situated and with a nice depth. The harbor of my mind is an open bay, the only access to the island of my Self (which is a young and volcanic island, yes, but fertile and promising). This island has been through some wars, it is true, but it is now committed to peace, under a new leader (me) who has instituted new policies to protect the place. And now- let the word go out across the seven seas- there are much, much stricter laws on the books about who may enter this harbor.
You may not come here anymore with your hard and abusive thoughts, with your plague ships of thoughts, with your slave ships of thoughts, with your warships of thoughts- all these will be turned away. Likewise, any pamphleteers, mutineers and violent asassins, desperate prostitutes, pimps and seditious stowaways- you may not come here anymore, either. Cannibalistic thoughts, for obvious reasons, will no longer be received. Even missionaries will be screened carefully for sincerity. This is a peaceful harbor, the entryway to a fine and proud island that is only now beginning to cultivate tranquility. If you can abide by these new laws, my dear thoughts, then you are welcome in my mind- otherwise, I shall turn you all back toward the sea from whence you came.
This is my mission, and it will never end.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Soul mate

Your problem is you don't understand what that word means. People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that's holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then they leave. And thank God for it. Your problem is, you just can't let this one go. It's over. Their purpose was to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so that new light could get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you had to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master and beat it. That was their job, and they did great, but now it's over.