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“If you aren’t the woman I think you are, then this isn’t the world I thought it was.” — Memoirs of a Geisha
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deuces.
I never understood people who leaped from relationship to relationship. The love they denied themselves and therein all those suffering hearts that had to face the reality of walking voids. And yet, I understand it all too well. I can’t seem to put my finger on what I’m waiting for, all these visions dancing on the walls in my bedroom. The people we couldn’t allow to love us. The boys I could never save; the gift of giving I was always trying to give. When you impart some one with an act of kindness, with a passionate kiss, a careful touch of skin, the catastrophic firework of two people thrusting, when you offer consoling words, or deep diaphragm laughter, when you give a stranger a smile—you are thanking the universe for love. You are fueling the world with a context for how to receive and give love. Your words are not to be taken lightly nor ever too seriously, because they speak reality into existence. It is our imaginations that will save us from ourselves. It is the ability to gravitate towards the goodness inside you. It took me years to be this woman and time is of no relevance. Its what you do with time that transforms seconds to minutes, minutes to hours, and hours to days so on and so on.
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Working toward the freedom to spend a day on the beach with a book not worrying about my next paycheck and where it’s coming from.
Money is my means, not my end.
Once I figure out what it means, all my problems seem to end.
“They say money changes you, but it doesn’t change you.
It just makes you more of what you already are.”