melancholy me

"show me where it hurts"by mazawi

“Silence is the most perfect expression of scorn.” ~ George Bernard Shaw

Yesterday I unexpectedly faced a situation which at first caused me distress, until I realized that all was okay, relatively speaking. Still, I had to muster up the courage to walk into a place where my presence is not wanted by someone. It makes me weepy to think about it, and I wish I could transport myself to an isolated place so I could have a good long cry. I'm way overdue in releasing some pent up sorrow.

I'm not interested in fixing things so I can feel better or be at ease. I'm sure things are just as horrid for them as they are for me, and that's not fair. In fact it's profoundly unjust.

My biggest fear is that the other person will think that none of it matters to me or my guy. We can unintentionally make it appear as though we are indifferent, when deep down inside we are anything but. I can only assume that the most I can do is offer my respect by keeping my distance. But is that saying something that I'm not wanting it to?

Friendship

"Friendship is evanescent in every man's experience, and remembered like heat lightening in past summers. Fair and flitting like a summer cloud;--there is always some vapor in the air, no matter how long the drought; there are even April showers. Surely from time to time, for its vestiges never depart, it floats through our atmosphere. It takes place, like vegetation in so many materials, because there is such a law, but always without permanent form, though ancient and familiar as the sun and moon, and as sure to come again. The heart is forever inexperienced. They silently gather as by magic, these never failing, never quite deceiving visions, like the bright and fleecy clouds in the calmest and clearest days. The Friend is some fair floating isle of palms eluding the mariner in Pacific seas. Many are the dangers to be encountered, equinoctial gales and coral reefs, ere he may sail before the constant trades. But who would not sail through mutiny and storm even over Atlantic waves, to reach the fabulous retreating shores of some continent man**?" ~ "Friendship" by Henry David Thoreau

** "woman" in my case!

"Credo is the word with which the great creeds of early Christendom begin. “I believe. . .” we say. The Latin credo means literally, “I give my heart.” The word believe is a problematic one today in part because it has gradually changed its meaning from being the language of certainty so deep that I could give my heart to it, to the language of uncertainty so shallow that only the “credulous” would rely on it. Faith, as we have seen, is not about propositions, but about commitment. It does not mean that I intellectually subscribe to the following list of statements, but that I give my heart to this reality. Believe, indeed, comes to us from the Old English belove, making clear that this too is meant to be heart language. To say “I believe in Jesus Christ” is not to subscribe to an uncertain proposition. It is a confession of commitment, of love."

~ Diana L. Eck

why should you and i?

"love is everything"by gary heller

Even God doesn't plan to judge a man till the end of his days, why should you and I? ~ Source Unknown

"one step at a time"

Isn't this cute? This is how I feel some times. Minus the tutu. As cute as it is.

One step at a time.

"one step at a time"by livie loo