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Friday, June 27, 2008

lovin' me

Felt kinda low the past few weeks because I realized, just this morning, that I was depending on other people to pick me up, to get me out of this rut...when truly-lee, I was responsible for my own feelings.

I'd been promising to treat myself to a massage but I always had excuses--the road leading to the mall was under repair, I was too lazy, I'd rather feel lousy at home than make some extra effort, etc.

This morning, I realized that I'd been feeling down 'coz was letting myself down. I was breaking promises to myself. I was being unreliable.

So this morning (come hell or high water), I went to the mall (which, strictly speaking, is only walking distance from my home) and availed of a much-deserved, hour-long shiatsu massage. And it was heaven; the masseuse ran her fingers over my knotted back and shoulders (which had been giving me sporadic headaches). God bless her.

After, I felt so relaxed, like a weight had been (literally) lifted from my shoulders. I got home and took a nap.

Now, I like myself more. It's my responsibility to be someone worthy of my trust. (Does that make sense? Y'know what I mean :-))

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

book-marked

Saw this old, creased bookmark lying around the house. Turned out that years ago, mom bought a bunch of bookmarks on sale. My dad was using it but since he'd rather dog-ear a book's page than look for an old bookmark he'd careless dropped, I claimed it for myself. Claimed, too, the words written on it.

You are a Lover of Words...One Day, You Will Write a Book

People turn to you because you give voice to dreams, notice little things, and make otherwise impossible imaginings appear real. You are a rare bird who thinks the world is beautiful enough to try to figure it out, who has the courage to dive into your wild mind and go swimming there.

You are someone who still believes in cloud watching, people watching, daydreaming, tomorrow, favorite colors, silver clouds, dandelions, and sorrow. Be sacred. Be cool. Be wild. Go far. Words do more than plant miracle seeds. With you writing them, they can change the world.

- Ashley Rice