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Describe yourself as a tree

If I Were A Tree

The willow is my favorite tree. I grew up near one. It’s the most flexible tree in nature and nothing can break it – no wind, no elements, it can bend and withstand anything

~Pink

I would say a willow and I think Pink says it really well. The strength and resolve of the Willow to survive by bending describes me well enough. Willow has extremely strong and well developed root. It is often larger than the stem. There is more to me than you see, just like the tree. Raindrops that are falling to the ground from the drooping branches of willow resemble tears. That is how weeping willow got its name. I tend to be emotional and cry a lot! Willow’s ability to absorb shock without splintering is why it is still to make cricket bats and stumps. The bark is fibrous and pliable – ideal for making rope. Willow is well-known for its use in making wicker. An overall useful and resourceful tree and I think I am pretty much that as well!!

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How are you changing the world?

“Children are the living messages we send to a time we will not see.” 

Neil Postman

I change the world with raising honest, compassionate, hard working, ethical and loving children into the world as grown men and woman who are honest, compassionate, hard working, ethical and have hearts that love.

My greatest accomplishment are my children. I have watched them grow into mature adults with great pride.

Myself

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Write about a dream you remember

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

Edgar Allan Poe

Any dream I wake up and remember, I will quickly write down. I learned a couple years ago, my strange, wild dreams, dreams that make no sense, they come true. I will write them down so people around me will believe that I did in fact, have a dream I am living out. I don’t understand why I dream like I do and why they come true and there are some lessons I guess I have learned. Listen to myself! Wait! I still don’t listen to myself, my heart, or my gut.

I know there’s not lot of meat here to go by, your probably as bored reading this as I am writing it. I apologize. My head and heart are some other place and I can’t quite get the words to come, or the story to tell.

Words Are Only A Whisper

Don’t say it with words, say it with your life! That about sums up any excuse to preach at me about anything. Show me what life can be like. Show me what you mean, live out your example. So when I see how you live, listen to how you talk and I think your way is better than mine and I see a difference in you than I’d like to see in my life, I’ll come ask you. Believe me, I won’t hesitate to talk to you, hear you out and believe what you have to say. We all want something better.. At least I do. So, show me!

Afraid

“Doubt everything. Find your own light.”

Buddha

An old friend told me to live your fears! Whatever your afraid of, you secretly desire. She has found her light. I am ever inching my way to this unattainable light! I am little Ms Afraid~y~pants! Deep down I fear everything ,it wrecks havoc on my life! I am constantly thinking, overthinking and then rethinking every situation, any possible angle where I would be hurt. I would have tension headaches, my shoulders would ache. I was very tense. Wound tight you could say. I want to go back to school, but I hesitate. I am living but I am not living my best, or free or happy.

I am Beautiful
Becoming Bella

I have this strong woman inside me, she disappears on me rather often. There is only a shadow of her, but I know she is there. I can feel her sometimes. She is there. Here.

becoming bella
Becoming Bella

There are a few questions I have, these are questions I am not listening to, I guess doubt would describe it better. I am not listening to the doubts. I push on.

Taking This

What started off as what I shouldn’t do who I shouldn’t see and how could this not go wrong, overtime has become a little more right every day and I’ll admit we face some challenges but the right far out weighs the wrong and not looking too far ahead keeps us in the moment and I think our moments are pretty amazing and what started off as all wrong, today seems all right.

You

I remember you. Is this trembling from fear, or the scent of you. What do I fear? The loss of you. What fears taunt my mind? The loss of you. Oh my love. I love you so. You. Oh the loss of you. So different do we think and so separate do we love. I remember you. When you kissed me for the very first time. Or every first we’ve had together. I remember you. I am so afraid I’m losing you that….. I’m afraid my fears caught up to me and now I am losing you. How do you stop the past from catching up to you and the future from destroying….. you. Is it true? There is no future there never was a future. Not for me and you. I love you. Every part of you. I never was enough for you. You have every part of me. You. I have to let go Tell me how do I stop loving you. You love how I love you. You don’t love me. I have to learn to forget you. But. I remember you. Where is your mind? Where is your heart? I don’t know anything about you. You are the biggest lie I’ve ever sold myself for. Or perhaps I lost you because I am not meant for you. Did I think this into existence? This loss of you? In your heart I know you’ve set your face to loving me but do you really? You. This trembling for the touch of you. I love you. There is so much noise inside my head I often can’t hear you. I don’t know what to believe. I don’t want to ever lose you. When you kiss me, did you know? It’s always like first time with you? Oh I am so afraid. I can’t image a day without you. You. I remember you. Is this trembling from fear, or the scent of you. What do I fear? The loss of you. What fears taunt my mind? The loss of you. Oh my love. I love you so. You. Oh the loss of you. I remember you