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I drank again from the water bottle and its garish sleeve. Plain water to give me plain courage.  For it was time to be honest with myself. To survive all the shame this world will throw at you, you have to hold yourself tall, look your accuser straight in the eye. Even if it’s your own face looking back at you.” -Nalo Hopkinson from The New Moon’s Arms

Odd lovely photo by me- M. Tiffany

Creator may we?

May all the women of the world fall in true love with themselves

May we raise our standards and love from an authentic unconditional place

May God bless and protect us from those that only come to harm intentionally or unconsciously

May we have the strength to loosen ourselves from the grasp of fuckery

May we heal ourselves and elevate pass relationships of any nature that are unhealthy

May we breath life into our dreams and suffocate our dramas

May we all receive the love we so deserve and desire

May we rest in the awareness of the present moment and all the heavenly guidance that surrounds us and breathe in deep breaths of gratitude

For these and other blessings I pray

Amen

No periods – Stream of thought

Romance isn’t dead

Maybe our belief in it is

Can we resurrect our belief in romance?

What is love and what is lust?

Thinking back on my lessons i.e. my exes

That was love and that was lust -I categorize

My awakening from my own Disney dreams of idealistic romance push me to find balance as possible loves approach

On dates with suitors who think that flashy monologues about who they are will win my heart and panties (or in some cases just the panties)

I realize that I must be frank about my feelings and thoughts (or lack of feelings and thoughts) in respects to these suitors who are only enraptured by their own reflection in my eyes so that they too can wake up

They don’t care to actually know me and don’t even seem to realize that what they are falling for is an illusion they have created

I am not mad about this or even sad because I have done this too

I find myself grateful that I am even aware that their like/love/lust for me isn’t really about me

Romance isn’t dead maybe my belief in it was

I am not a Disney princess – I am a new age Queen happily building a kingdom solo aware that a King is coming

Aware that I will just know when he arrives

Aware that I will know because of all that I’ve seen all that I’ve learned and all that I believe

Romance isn’t dead and I will never stop believing