Here I find I would rather be nowhere else. Here I am in amazement, bewildered by my own sense of truth mixing with hers, sensing something real in the illusions we share. I can either surrender to this journey or run from it. My legs decide they can’t move, my mind decides it is safe, and my heart decides that it is exactly where it wants to be. The white flag is raised in the most wonderful way possible.
That’s true love. That’s pure honesty at its best.
Why won’t you talk to me? Why won’t you tell me what is wrong?, she asked.
Because I love you, he responded.
There are moments in one’s life that define it from some time, and there are microcosms in those moments that change his eternity. Sometimes it is a simply prayer that results in a fall from his cliff. Sometimes its the patience chosen until it feels right. Sometimes it’s a gusty wind that pushes him over the edge, or a simple glimpse of a desired future that gives him the courage to leap. Whatever it is, it happens, and everything changes.
Hear the strong heart beating within my chest, and feel it throb throughout the all of me. You will know where my strength resides now, and you will never your Lover’s words again. Feel faith, know truth, and be wise to the soul that speaks to you. I am here.
Love was always there, allowing me to see what I needed to see. I am the masterpiece I have always wanted to be.
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Guys, if you want to see how brave you are, allow your feminine side to rise above the teachings of your ancestors. If your sense of courage isn’t challenged then, well, you aren’t doing it right. Or you had awesome ancestors.
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We aren’t taught the art of surrender in our society. We are taught that surrender is an act of weakness reserved for losers. We are taught that quitters surrender, and then we make an agreement to agree with the various negative descriptions of surrender we are given.
