There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream - whatever that dream might be.
Pearl S. Buck

Friday, September 30


I woke up in a rage!!! I really felt it all throughout my body. I tried to blame it on the coffee and lack of sleep, but I seriously doubt that's the cause of the manifestation. Old feelings have arisen to remind me I have a closet full of cleaning to try and get through.

such as:
I don't like feeling left out. I don't like "not knowing". (which leads to)
I have abandonment issues I thought were pretty much gone. NOT.
Why is it that people don't respect each other? Why do I fall into that category sometimes?

See? more than you wanted to know. Anyway, this morning I found a light switch. Getting it cleaned up again! Maybe I can toss a few more items along with these. I am sure to remind myself that I can do it. You find ways to clear out the clutter with things you love, such as writing, drawing, coloring, reading, hugging, walking, volunteering, cooking, cleaning, and spending time with family and friends.

What is love without self love? I don't mean self absorbed narcissism. I am talking about the kind of love that allows you to enrich the world by sharing who you are, not overpowering with who you are.

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