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'I will present you parts of my self slowly if you are patient and tender. I will open drawers that mostly stay closed and bring out places and people and things, sounds and smells, loves and frustrations, hopes and sadnesses bits and pieces of over four decades of life that have been grabbed off in chunks and found lying in my hands They have eaten their way into my memory carved their way into my heart. Altogether - you and i will never see them- they are me If you regard them lightly, deny they are important or worse, judge them i will wrap them up quietly, slowly in small pieces of velvet, like worn silver and gold jewelry, tuck them away in a small wooden chest of drawers and close. Now on the lighter side.....Some of my favourite quotes: 'Those who have abandoned their dreams will discourage yours' 'Not everyone who wanders is lost' 'No one is completely worthless, they can always serve as a bad example' ''Owning your power with men does not mean having power over them, but empowering yourself by treating yourself with love and respect, and making sure the men in your life do the same' 'Do what you are afraid to do' 'Every day silence harvests its victims. Silence is a mortal illness.' 'You are a victim of the rules you live by.'

Not one to brag about myself...my friends could tell you better....

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!” It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn't interest me where or what or with who