I am trying to implement a new policy (within myself). I am…by nature, a low key person…it takes a lot to make me “lash out”. The only things that really make me blind with rage are when people mess with the three people in my life who are the most dear to me…the three that are a part of my heart and soul….they are my breath…My husband and my kids. I have begun to notice lately, that I am allowing myself to be a doormat at work…mostly due to my own reluctance to stand up for myself. So…I’m trying hard to grow a backbone…not an easy task at 51 years old. Who knows…it could happen.
Essence…
Not that…which we can see
Or hear, or taste, or give away,
But rather that which we can be…
What it is…we cannot say.
It is the marrow of our soul,
The center of our heart…
Over us it holds control,
A master work of art.
It is the basis, for our hopes…
The roadmap for our dreams,
Ups and downs, slippery slopes…
The substance of our schemes.
Our essence…or essentia…
In that vast expanse of evermore,
Tells us who we cannot stand…
And who we shall adore!
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