:: Être | Soi ::

A-t-on peur d’être heureux? Pourquoi avoir peur de vivre le bonheur? Il n’y a pas de mal à sourire pour soi. De ressentir la joie d’un moment. Aimer sans limite, sans égard. Aimer tout court. Et pourtant. La gêne prend le dessus. La modestie est prise pour de l’arrogance. Où le bien est ressenti, le mal prend de l’ampleur. Que reste-il? Continuer à sourire et … Continuer de lire :: Être | Soi ::

:: O | Is For ::

Opening to the possibility that nothing is the way it appears to be Observing thought’s dynamics, especially the compilation of dear wee-me Obsolescence identification with anything nameable is suddenly … laughable Ordinariness is the order of the day nothing is special, only everything Okeydokey no more arguments with whatever-ness (my battle-bruises get a rest) Others virtual or ‘real’ turn out to be a mirror-image of … Continuer de lire :: O | Is For ::

:: Love | Every.Day ::

The woman is the reflection of her man.If you love her to the point  of madness, she will become it. My wife got sick. She was constantly nervous because of problems at work, personal life, her failures and children. She lost 30 pounds and weighed about 90 pounds. She got very skinny and was constantly crying. She was not a happy woman. She had suffered from continuing … Continuer de lire :: Love | Every.Day ::