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| | My New Year 2009 FORBIDDEN THOUGHTS ! | | | Monday, January 19, 2009 (12:36 AM)
(I'm feeling exanimate) | | | I feel loved when someone seek me out for conversation. Time is my love language. I like thoughtful little gifts toP HOWEVER, not so much for the gift itself as for the idea that someone took the time to gather them and get them to me. I also feel loved when someone remembers something I said to them, something we did together, something that is important to me. Ironically, I don’t feel like I am very good about remembering these thigns for others!
I think the most effective way to love others is to follow your impulse towards them. They'RE often require me to live counter-culturally. to qoute? I’m a lot more transparent than most people would advise. I would tell people what I dream about them. I keep in touch with my first crush because he is such a wise, dear soul.
I adopt teenagers who talk to me on street corners. None of these seem…prudent. But those are the things love has offered to me these past years. When they come I’ve tried to embrace my cheeky side, deny fear, $ just jump. It is not been without pain, but I truly have not much of regrets. I keep choosing the animal in human, and people get loved while in the process.
That’s your intuitive voice of wisdom telling you what to do. I struggle sometimes to embrace this wisdom, because the older I get the more disreputable those impulses seem. | | | 185 Views | 2  Thumbs Up | 1 Comment |  |
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