Broken hearts………

No one, not one being has the capacity to break your heart.

We get ouches along the way but no one really can break your heart.

It is a choice that we make.  We can choose to believe that someone “hurt” us, that this other person  is the cause of our bad feelings.

That is a choice no doubt about it and some people might say it could even be justified.

Or you can make the choice to know that the heart can not dictate who it loves or does not love.  And if someone chose somebody else over you they were merely following the dictates of their heart in that given space-time.

The heart can only be broken if you have lost the capacity to love another being…..as long as you have the ability to love, as a verb, then your heart was never broken….maybe a little bruised but with time bruises do fade…..

Happy Heart Day !!!!!!

Feb 14th seems to be a day that has come to be filled with dread (mostly it seems by men), anticipation and expectations (mostly woman), and a sense of being excluded (mostly single women).

Valentine’s Day although has been construed as a creation of the marketing media of ages past is really a oppurtunity that we all seem to by forgetting.

It is not a day to dread, or have unearthly expectations nor is it a day to feel forgotten and excluded if you are not partnered up.

What it can be, maybe should be, is a day to remind us that if we have been forgetful throughout the year to express love and caring Feb. 14th serves as a reminder that we as a society have a day in which we can make up for some of the forgetfulness that we may have committed throughout the year.

Men complain that Valentine’s Day takes away the opportunity for them to be spontaneous.  Hmnn really? What I say to all of those men out there is, “how many opportunities have you taken throughout the year to express love and affection in a romantic, galant way?”

Yeah, I thought so. So, instead of complaining about Feb. 14th, why not say, “Gee aren’t I lucky that I get a social reminder to express my love!”

I have taken quite a few seminars on how women should understand how men feel about Val’s Day and we should lower our expectations.  Hmnn , what I say to that is, men why don’t you get it that if a woman has to remind you that her birthday, anniversary or another special date is coming up..you don’t get as many points and we don’t appreciate it as much if we had to remind you.

But the creator goddess is so wonderful that she created a holiday, albeit with enough commercialism that unless you lived in a cave somewhere you would not forget it was Val’s  Day.

How wonderful, a special day in which to show you care without the women having to remind you.

You see the funny thing about Val’s Day is that we should not save our displays of love and affection for just one day.  Whether you are in a relationship or not Val’s Day should be every day of your life.

The one consistent message which the great sages and avatars have always brought to humanity is to love one another.

Love should be expressed every day in many ways to all those we come into daily contact with.

Not only should we be expressing love to those around us, we should be expressing love for our very self.

So rather than hating on Valentine’s Day due to its commercialism and seemingly forced affections take it to be a reminder that the greatest message given to humanity has been “to love one another as yourself”.

So, go out and buy yourself one of those chocolate hearts and a happy heart day!!!  ;)

…..missing jackson….

 

 

 

 

Ok , so today I have found myself missing Jackson.

You remember him the young man who I took to my ex-husbands wedding and two weeks later tells me that he is having sex with someone else and then brought that person to my christmas party without asking me if it would be okay.

Why, in hell am I missing him?, you ask…

Well , I think I am really missing the fantasy of what we could have been.

I am missing the places I thought we would get to go to.

I am missing the life I thought we could have had if things had turned out differently.

It could be hormonal or maybe I am just feeling horny-sex was really great with him, but that’s not it.

I am missing the conversations we had about religion, life, the world.

I am missing the sound of his voice, the smell of his hair.

I am missing how sweet and safe  it felt to fall asleep in his arms.

How is it that we can miss someone so much, who most likely is not giving us a second thought.

So, tonight my heart ouches for the man who I still care so very much about……….

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