Dreams Challenge
February 9, 2010
Dreaming of a tape measure suggests our need to perform. How do we measure up to others or our own expectations?
ethe rooom was fillllled with hunderdsssdsd o0f tape measuressss, just lijke the one i have in my pencisal caseeee…
You wont believe in anything
Till you believe in yourself
You cant believe in yourself
Till you know yourself
Then you will see God, who created you in his likeness…
WOULD YOU SAY…
that the world is divided into those who love their mothers and those who dont?
Doez this distinction explain everything? will the need to be in either catagory cause you to choose and then comform, extremely? will this brand then be worn on your flesh?
Perhaps I have stood on this fence for far too long. Time to jump off and get on. Which side of the fence shall I choose?
This is a classic, can we choose to love someone?
Everthing Changes except the Past
February 8, 2010
Today I think about my lists.
Time to make them, quickly gerri, dont waste time. You have a week to CNY.
I think about this self imposed deadline and I laugh at myself. But I accept this and its not so bad.
And as I ponder on the feng shui of my room, I think about all the hours I will spend at my desk or the hours I will spend watching TV. Or How much room do I need to get dressed and will I need floor space for some exercise?
Everything that has changed and will continue to change….is beyond my imgination at the moment. This is Bad…they say we must visualise our futures…maybe I dont need that kinda of control anymore.
I just want to be excellant…brilliant…and happy.
I want to be a star
that I may be with you always…
a… Real a…Count
February 4, 2010
Today there are 444 posts on this blog
Yesterday there were 333 posts on this blog
(now all archived)
if you are looking for something in particular… ask me for it and I may be kind enough to pull it out for you.
guess it depends on who… You…is.
Love, dont deny me
February 3, 2010
I feel the wind caress my cheek, flirt with my lashes
I hear the street and the ships that cut through the salty air
The moon shines on my insides and I wanted to say good night and blow you a kiss.
A strong wind blew my hair over my eyes and said,
…wait it out gerri the moment will pass…
The moment of love needed to be expressed…will pass…?
and it did… and I never kissed you good night….
… how many times am I allowed not to love you?
before love will deny me and leave me?
and I leave you?
they cannot talk without agitating to get a rise. without poking for blood… pls dont let this happen to me.
