Dear perfectionist ; make room for love I’ve come in and silenced is my critic that’s grown weary of her love presence. 🔥❤️🦋🎼harken my new language I’ve grown accustomed to its voice. Now chuckling off the echoed walls. This IS the moment alive I make more space. And do it is.
Life is a series of crossroads-and as the old saw has it, of trade-offs. Your dream-based judge, aka conscience or self-concept, has its place, and that place is one of your own choosing. I am at the latest of a series of crossroads, regarding a dear friendship. The friend's sudden lapse into silence could be for any one of a thousand reasons. So my reservoir of patience is in play-and it is full. Regardless of what happens, I have lived long enough to know that this is not my endgame. So may it be with you.
Dear perfectionist ; make room for love I’ve come in and silenced is my critic that’s grown weary of her love presence. 🔥❤️🦋🎼harken my new language I’ve grown accustomed to its voice. Now chuckling off the echoed walls. This IS the moment alive I make more space. And do it is.
And SO it is .
Life is a series of crossroads-and as the old saw has it, of trade-offs. Your dream-based judge, aka conscience or self-concept, has its place, and that place is one of your own choosing. I am at the latest of a series of crossroads, regarding a dear friendship. The friend's sudden lapse into silence could be for any one of a thousand reasons. So my reservoir of patience is in play-and it is full. Regardless of what happens, I have lived long enough to know that this is not my endgame. So may it be with you.
Me as a70 something human
Words, bad good.
Judgmeent judgment
Thank you.
Stop it.
Thank you