When you surrender to what is and so become fully present,
the past ceases to have any power.
The realm of Being, which had been obscured by the mind, then opens up.
Suddenly, a great stillness arises within you, an unfathomable sense of peace.
And within that peace, there is great joy.
And within that joy, there is love.
And at the innermost core, there is the sacred, the immeasurable,
That which cannot be named.
// Eckhart Tolle
I can’t help but to
pick at old wounds until they
open once again.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 167.”
You need to learn how to select your thoughts just the same way you select your clothes every day. This is a power you can cultivate. If you want to control things in your life so bad, work on the mind. That’s the only thing you should be trying to control.
// Elizabeth Gilbert
The only relationship that can make both partners happy is one in which sentimentality has no place and neither partner makes any claim on the life and freedom of the other.
The Unbearable Lightness of Being // Milan Kundera
Holding myself to
higher standards, trying to
forgive my own faults.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 159.”
A consequence of female self-love is that the woman grows convinced of social worth. Her love for her body will be unqualified, which is the basis of female identification. If a woman loves her own body, she doesn’t grudge what other women do with theirs; if she loves femaleness, she champions its rights.
It’s true what they say about women: Women are insatiable. We are greedy. Our appetites do need to be controlled if things are to stay in place. If the world were ours too, if we believed we could get away with it, we would ask for more love, more sex, more money, more commitment to children, more food, more care.
These sexual, emotional, and physical demands would begin to extend to social demands: payment for care of the elderly, parental leave, childcare, etc. The force of female desire would be so great that society would truly have to reckon with what women want, in bed and in the world.
The Beauty Myth // Naomi Wolf
your name is the one
word I refuse to let slip
past my lips again.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 128.“
Much like time, I turned
To you to help me heal all
These wounds once again.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 107.”
There are some days where
I would bleed myself dry to
Find all the answers.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 101.”
The protagonist
has been (will always be) me
in my life story.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 92.”
