The say it is never appropriate to suppress anger. So I never disregard how I feel when I feel it.
Anything that defies my reason makes me angry! Yesterday was exactly that. I was so angry yesterday! Each time I feel anger, it is a very real feeling and at that particular moment I have an intimate relationship with it. So yesterday, I had a very passionate affair with it that I thought I was about to marry it for good...good thing I didn't!
Anger is always difficult to contain. Most of the time, I often feel the need to demonstrate it, talk about it and let people know that I am indeed angry...only and always, talking about it is not enough.
Yesterday, I opted to talk to God. It was the most peaceful conversation I've had for a long time. But I don't usually talk to God when I'm angry. I always call the Tempest when I am angry. Anger always makes me give the best speech that I always regret. Yesterday was different though. I wanted something else. I was tired, and I badly needed a rest.
I'm not going to tell how my talk with God yesterday, but I sure know I am fine now and that I will be fine. Even that is something we have to decide to and I just learn that yesterday. Talking about our anger helps only if our intentioln is to seek to understand it or find a way through it, not to justify it or hold on to it.
Saturday, December 17, 2005
How I've Weathered My Anger
Friday, December 16, 2005
A Season of Temptation
That's how my good friend Tim referred to the Holiday Season! He was speaking in reference to society's track record for overspending at this time of year, buying things we don't really need to impress people we don't really like. I'll bet he gets alot of frowns and raised eyebrows about it from people who will take it out of context.
Meanwhile, I'm still squeezing my head on being politically correct about whether to say "Happy Holidays," "Merry Christmas," "Happy Hannukah," "Kwanzaa Rocks!" I just don't know. It used to be that "Happy Holidays" covered it all and now Christians are up in arms about taking "Christ" out of "Christmas." It makes my head swim and then I just wanna hook up with Mr. Costanza and scream "Festivus for the restuvus!" It's just another subtle way that we separate ourselves from each other, and divided we....
To my good friend Tim-- while others give a different meaning to the color of Christmas, to me it is the best time of the year I can celebrate friendships with you in whatever color you want to paint them!
Saturday, December 03, 2005
I Love The Way You Love Me
Having your love, has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. I have never loved anyone as much as I love you.
Everyday, when I awake from a dream of us together, I thank God I found you! What have I ever done to deserve such a loving, caring, wonderful man? Everything about you is just so perfect. I know you are not without imperfections, but in my eyes, everything you do just seems so flawless. The way you express your love to me is so awesome!! I feel so loved! I need only to think of you to have all my troubles melt away.
I want to spend my whole life with you, loving you and receiving your love in return. I long to hold you and feel your sweet caress. The miles that lie between us will soon disappear, and we will have each other always. I don't care what others say about you and me. All I know is that I love you, and that will never change.
Thank you for loving me the way you do. I couldn't ask for more in a man!
Friday, December 02, 2005
To The One I Love
I was sent down to earth for a mission, a mission to find someone that will complete me. I never thought that my task would be fulfilled till the very moment I met you. I had finally found the perfection that I had been seeking for all my life. At the very moment, I didn't believe my eyes as the girl that I thought only existed in fairytale now stood facing me. Staring at the moon each night, I saw your gentle smile, the smile that gave me the strength to make the impossible possible.
My affection for you grows each and everyday. I am totally addicted to you, and you're the only drug that kept me from dying. When I looked into those eyes of yours, I saw the real me, a person that lives for a goal and a purpose. I pray hard each day, just to hope that you and I can be in a relationship that is more than what we have now. For now, I've written this entry to declare my love for you and I will be right here waiting for you.
On My Own
This entry is prompted by the noblest of impulses so don't misunderstand the noble mission it is going to convey.
When I met you, as if by a God-sent blessing, I thought that I saw a light of soft understanding. What had come over me? I was not like this before. Yes before I met you, I lived a peaceful life. I could go and return home and feel no trouble. But now, I am disturbed mind and soul.It cannot be my imagination or is it that love has struck too deeply and that I must pay sacrifice for what is asked of me? I have tried to restrain myself. I have tried to stifle my longings knowing that I am not even fit to grace your side. But Cupid's orders are imperative. Who am I to battle the call of fate? I know that when I saw you, Cupid had marked me for his victim. Yes, it is love that has taken root in my heart. But I have been so foolish to hug delusions to my heart. I should not have persisted even when I saw the shadow of your winsome smile.Let me console myself that I have loved you in name only, a way that lingers only in imagination, in a mere dreams, in fantasy, the creation of mind.
And here I am still longing for your attention. I love you!





