When grief has come to call. When devastation has knocked the world off its axis. When the well of love has run completely dry. Sometimes there are no words.
The language of understanding is often void of syllables. Pain needs space. There is no need to fill it with promises of better days.
Presence has a context all its own.
Be kind. Be gentle. Hold space. Noiselessness can be a comfort. Make room for that.
Love every person you meet, but love you more.
I love love.
I enjoy the expansion and the sadness. Yes, sadness is a part of love too.
I have loved deeply and not so deeply.
I have loved for the long haul and for the moment. Love does not have a shelf life. It comes and goes and lasts however long it lasts.
who says your stretchmarks aren’t jewels?
who says they aren’t glitter trails?
who says divinity does not breathe through your stretchmarks?
that planets do not align along your lines?
who says your stretchmarks aren’t your way home?
- Don’t fall – falling in love is so 1980. If you really want to experience real love, walk in with your eyes wide shut and your heart splayed like a starfish. While your hormones are raging, keep an open mind. Feel your way through. And be honest, with you and your partner. If you keep it 100 from the start, you will still be in love when the fog clears from your rose colored glasses.
- Do tell – if you love someone tell them that you love them. Keeping it to yourself will only make you lovesick.
- Expect nothing – your loving someone is not about how much they can love you in return. If you love someone, really and truly… you will love them anyway, even if they don’t love you back.
- Make room – you cannot love someone fully if there is no space. If there is a story that you need to unpack, unpack it. Love is expansive, it needs lots of room to grow.
- Give it your all – half-way love only leads to lackluster fulfillment. If you really want to feel it you gotta go all in. Holding love in creates tension, for you and the other person. Letting it all hang out, that’s where the magic happens.
- Be imperfect – love is messy. People fuck up and disappoint, but it’s okay because love is resilient. And it’s quirky and strange too. Perfection is a myth, but imperfection is a given. Go with it.
- Don’t look back – the past is behind you. And that means it’s behind your partner too. Whatever happened, happened. There were lovers who came before you, accept it. (tweet this) Comparison only works in arithmetic.
- Redefine forever – sometimes forever is today. While planning for a future with your love is great, the real beauty of love is always happening in the here and now.
- It’s a verb – love is experiential. It’s not the word, it’s the deed. Love feels like something because love looks like something. It is meant to be expressed. Whatever love language your lover responds to… do more of that, you won’t be sorry.
- R.E.S.P.E.C.T – the only thing more important than love is respect. Unions built on the foundation of respect have a much greater success rate. Because love can be fickle, it waxes and wanes, constantly. Trust me, respect is a lot more consistent.
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How you regard your past influences how your future unfolds.
I have had unpleasant experiences in my life, but I do not have a single sad story to tell.
There has been heartbreaking misfortune. I have had the best and worst luck, but I have always been delivered to the other side with grace.
In every conversation there are always words left unsaid. The things you assume the other person already knows. The stuff you are afraid to say, but wish the other person knew. And the things you keep because you want to be perceived a certain way.
Even when you think you’re being open and honest, you are censoring yourself. You hold back vital information, preventing the possibility of being fully seen.
Sharing yourself in a crowd is a lot less scary than being vulnerable with an audience of one. Yet and still you find yourself feeling lonely, even when you are not alone.
Give yourself permission to be seen. Allow the people who love you best to witness you in raw form. If you really want to feel the love… you have to let someone in.
I am naturally friendly, but insanely private.
I crave intimate moments, but I find intimate acts frightening.
I am a people person, but not. Sometimes I avoid eye contact, because I want to remain invisible as much as I want to be seen. Anonymity is my modus operandi.
I am the definition of contradiction.
Only hurt people hurt people. People who carry around their own brand of pain distribute hurt and discomfort to others as though it’s a gift. They spew harsh criticism, gossip incessantly, and plot revenge. But they also bleed red, cry when they’re alone, and wish that things were different. Hurt people are still people.
Does sensuality and spirituality intersect?
Spirituality is experiential. Sensuality is experiential. Sexuality is experiential. And in order for you to have any of the three experiences you have to be in your body. And while inhabiting your body, and exploring the world through your senses, and feeling pleasure and connection, wholly and completely through sexual experiences… you are connecting with spirit.