Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously. And because all things have contributed to your advancement, you should include all things in your gratitude.

Ralph Waldo Emerson (via infinite-paradox)
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Fear; February 10, 2013

I don’t believe it is the fear of love or being in love, but rather the fear of falling for someone so deserving of her heart, of someone who is going to promise her the moon and stars. We stand here pretty much back to back not knowing what the other is thinking or feeling, but what hurts more is the fact that she gave you her heart, and you stood there starring at it not knowing what to say, continually judging her for giving her heart to someone who deserves it, in that moment the rugged was pulled from under, she stood there bare naked with nothing left to give. It was in that moment that she faced fear dead in the face, and kept a smile on because she knew she did what she needed to do. Its funny you know, loving someone after telling yourself that you didn’t, that they were just a person in your life for the time being, you didn’t realize that they would leave a mark in your heart did you? I will let you think on that one for a bit. Why do we let ourselves get the best of our hearts, why do we give the best part of us away to someone who is unsure of their own self? Is it the thrill of taking a risk, of jumping in the pool and praying for rain? I believe it is a little of bit of everything. The constant worry about what will happen next is like a dog with a leash, he’s still going outside but still isn’t free.  We all go through different fears, whether it’s the fear of bugs, dogs, sharks, or even the fear of falling, in love that is. Why not give your heart a chance to feel again, to feel something more than fear? 

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Over thinker; January 25, 2013

I know I may not be the only one, but I confess, I’m an over thinker over analyzer, but that’s how I am. I like to read into things. I’m not one to listen to song and just like it because of the beat, I read the lyrics and read into them. What is the meaning behind the song, I like songs that I can relate to. I’m the type of person that can over analyze the situation. Which can make me a bit skeptical at times. I create this picture in my head of the way I want things to go about, but at the end of the day I know they won’t go as planned, because nothing ever does. No wedding, party, play may go as planned, there will always be a slip up, a dirty dress, or even a missing costume, but then it gets resolved. Things happen for a reason.

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Walk beside me; January 30, 2013

I’ve never asked for someone to chase me, or beg for me; just walk beside me. Being by my side and walking side by side is all I need. For someone to not walk faster than me or slower, but at the same pace I’m going. You can’t be with someone who is moving faster than you through life without looking where they are going. You have to open your eyes and see where your going, because if your moving too fast you might hit a wall of you don’t pay attention. I walk to the beat of my own music, my own melody. If you cannot walk beside me than don’t walk with me.

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Escape ; February 1, 2013

A vacation, a day in bed, a jog, a book, or even a song; we all have our way of escaping the thought, people, issues that consume our everyday life.  I escape through writing, a hobby I never really cared for, until I was in a moment that i wanted to vent, to release the words I keep bottled up, and since that day that I decided to start writing, I’ve felt better. I felt a release of stress. We can travel to most beautiful places in the world, and spend all kinds of money, but are we really getting away from everything that holds us back? Are we really relaxing? If you want to escape anything you have bottled up then do anything, write a creative poem, story even or dance like no one is watching, sing at the top of your lungs. Just do what feels right to yourself, do what makes you happy, choose your own escape.

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