You’ve got it all wrong. You didn’t come here to master unconditional love. That is where you came from and where you’ll return. You came here to learn personal love. Universal love. Messy love. Sweaty love. Crazy love. Broken love. Whole love. Infused with divinity. Lived through the grace of stumbling. Demonstrated through the beauty of… messing up. Often. You didn’t come here to be perfect. You already are. You came here to be gorgeously human. Flawed and fabulous. And then to rise again into remembering. But unconditional love? Stop telling that story. Love, in truth, doesn’t need ANY other adjectives. It doesn’t require modifiers. It doesn’t require the condition of perfection. It only asks that you show up. And do your best. That you stay present and feel fully. That you shine and fly and laugh and cry and hurt and heal and fall and get back up and play and work and live and die as YOU. It’s enough. It’s Plenty.”
- Courtney A. Walsh.
if you think that your negative opinions about lady gaga will affect her keep in mind that she goes home to this
your ugly ass sitting on the computer and talking shit about her and calling her a flop from thousands miles away while she’s climbing that like the last tree on earth and taking it so deep that she hears god applauding and write a song about it
I’M FUCKING CRYING
I was the first one to wake up. The back of my eyes burned a little and my mouth was dry. I couldn’t quite see it yet, but it was raining outside. I could hear it pounding on the patio. The white curtains captured the sunlight which made the room glow softly with morning light. I reached over to the side table and pushed back some of the beer bottles to reach for my phone. It lit up saying “8:23 am”. It felt earlier than that. I laid back down and my eyes almost closed to to go back to sleep until my hand grazed yours.
Dont make it worse By Soundlyawake
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.