two of my favorites. together.
Friday, April 9th, 2010
Archive for April, 2010
finding out what love really means
Thursday, April 8th, 2010
the language of love has been intriguing me since the beginning of time, or at least the beginning of MY time. but i think it is safe to say my ardent affair with love started long before i was even a tiny formation of cells in the womb. as a child, i would watch the interactions between two lovers while my mind composed intrepid tales (sometimes novels) about all the thoughts, emotions, words and actions that went on between the examined couple. my fictionalized fantasy, i’m sure, was not exactly the way reality played itself out, but in my head, everyone was madly in love with their partner of choice. why else would they be together?
as i got a little older (and wiser), i began to see that people choose relationships for different reasons, and some of those reasons are beyond what i can fully comprehend. people have their own agendas and desires. mind boggling, yes, but even after all these years of observation, i never gave up on my original idea of what love really means to me.
a romantic? maybe. but it is truth that enchants me most. two people completely authentic and open about who they are and what they want from the moment they meet. two people who develop a deep understanding of their partner’s true nature through curiosity and acceptance. two people who bravely move toward each other with honesty and awareness. two people who find freedom through truth and love.
this ‘opening of the heart’ requires a vulnerability that very few dare to explore because of the fear that surrounds it. feeling vulnerable is one thing. it often means the timing is off or the person with whom we feel vulnerable is not meant to be in our lives. but being utterly vulnerable with someone of substance, who truly gets us and brings peace to our minds, has got to be one of the most satisfying experiences i have yet to encounter, and will continue to encounter for all the days of my lovely, inquisitive life.
learning how to dance
Wednesday, April 7th, 2010
it’s the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
it’s the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance
it’s the one who won’t be taken
that can not seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live
(photo via weheartit / words via the rose)
all she wants to do is dance
Tuesday, April 6th, 2010
i can still remember the first time i saw dirty dancing. a sense of guilt rolled over me like a big, black cloud while i willingly watched all that raunchy transgression. but i loved every minute of it, from patrick swayze’s pelvic rolls to cynthia rhodes’ long legs underneath those sexy dresses i dreamed of one day wearing. from that moment on, i wanted to grow up and be a dancer of some sort, as long as it involved me freely moving my body the way patrick and cynthia so effortlessly moved theirs.
then i saw kevin bacon in footloose. a rebellious, good guy who could dance. every girl’s dream (or maybe just mine).
staying alive has always been one of my favorites!
flashdance was pure inspiration. every scene.
savoring the moment
Monday, April 5th, 2010
(photos via jennifershesaid)
this aloneness is worth more than a thousand lives. this freedom is worth more than all the lands on earth. to be one with the truth for just a moment, is worth more than the world and life itself.
Thursday, April 1st, 2010
(quote by rumi / photo via visualize)
