I regain the steadiness of my soulfooting
When I feel this rapture of being alive.
– from the poem River Ride by Patti Auguste Hallowell
“Once you start to speak, people will yell at you. They will interrupt you, put you down and suggest it’s personal. And the world won’t end.
And the speaking will get easier and easier. And you will find you have fallen in love with your own vision, which you may never have realized you had. And you will lose some friends and lovers, and realize you don’t miss them. And new ones will find you and cherish you. And you will still flirt and paint your nails, dress up and party, because, as I think Emma Goldman said, “If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution.” And at last you’ll know with surpassing certainty that only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth. And that is not speaking.”
Beautiful things I love about me.
My childlike enthusiasm and my a joie de vivre.
My inner Glow with God.
I love my spirit that shines through with contagious and infectious optimism.
I honor my divine intelligence and love and oh how now you can see my soul so clearly.
My soul spark shines and breathes fresh air now.
Free to be me with every beautiful new human encounter entered with the intention of honesty and love.
The best type of truth is told with thoughtfulness, a touch of tolerance and tenderness.
Silly, stupid human. We think the truth has to be raw, harsh, angry and loud. Something to fear, because you can’t handle the truth. No. No. No.
You can handle the truth.
Truth can be whispered, softly, gently, and directly to the soul of another.
Let the world change you, so you can change the world.
-Motorcycle Diaries 2004