Working at a summer camp is the most satisfying experience I’ve ever had. I live in a cabin with beautiful, amazing, strong, intelligent ladies and I get to wake up everyday to a gorgeous lake and enough mountains to satiate you for years. I am blessed I am blessed I am blessed.
Make your life an ongoing process of being who you are, at your deepest, most easeful levels of being. Everything other than this process is secondary.
Hold the old holding hand. Hold and be held. Plod on and never recede. Slowly with never a pause plod on and never recede.
I won’t beg someone to love me. I learned long ago that there is no use in hopeless pleas of trying to make someone stay. I am too good to chase someone who does not know my worth and I am too wild to keep waiting for someone who doesn’t acknowledge my value. I want to be loved unconditionally. I shouldn’t have to fight so hard for it. I do not have the time to prove to someone that I am worth it. I shouldn’t have to prove any of that; I am worth more than that.