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Book review and recommendation!
This weekās book: Journey to the River-Sea by Eva Ibbotson
Rhian sent this to me from England to read! Ā It is about a young girl named Maia who is orphaned, and sent to the Amazon to live with distant relatives. While in Brazil, she discovers adventure, friendship, the true meaning of āhomeā, and so much more.Ā
This story is 296 pages of gentle curiosity, and the courage and dreams of a young girl. Itās light hearted and has a way of drawing you in and keeping you wondering what happens next. Ā āJourney to the River-Seaā is a wonderful book, and I suggest you all read it! Ā Truly wonderful; if I had to rate it, I would give it 4 stars out of 5, only because it ended and I couldnāt keep adventuring with Maia and her friends.Ā
What is one thing you can do everyday to make yourself smile?
Thought of the day:
Would life really be any better if you had all the things you wish for?Ā
This is the 18 month old I babysit who's helping me love myself. Her name is Makena, and she was laughing with me during lunch.Ā

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I was thinking about a line in a song last night.
The line is "Faith, Hope, and Love are some good things He gave us, and the greatest is love." Ā It's in a song called "Where Were You (When the World Stopped Turning)" by Alan Jackson and it's a song written for September 11, 2001.
I was thinking about those 3 things: Faith, Hope, and Love, and I remembered some wisdom and I want to share it with you guys.Ā
Faith: When you say the word, most people's minds jump instantly to a church, a priest/pastor/bishop/minister/etc, a congregation of people with similar beliefs. Ā That's where my mind goes, but then I remembered what my Dad told me: You don't have to have an "organized religion" type of faith; the point is not WHAT you believe but that you BELIEVE; it's not WHICH faith, it's that you HAVE faith.Ā
Upon reflection last night, I realized that I do have faith; I have faith that humanity will change for the better. Ā I have faith that someday every person's heart and mind will open and they'll realize that love is love. Ā I have faith that someday everyone will realize that marriage should be redefined as a union between two souls who commit to one another solely; a union between two people who love one another both for their light and dark. Ā I have faith that when I die, I'll be given the choice to remain here on Earth or cross over to what ever lies beyond. Ā I have faith that my soul will be taken care of; I have faith that whatever "God" exists will judge a soul based on the decisions it made, rather than the "evils" society deems it with.
I have faith that things will get better. Ā
Hope: When I think about it, hope seems like a slightly weaker version of faith. Ā It's no less than faith in terms of importance or motivation, but they're different in my mind in at least one way: hope is a wish, faith is a feeling of certainty. Ā For example: I could hope that people would open their minds and hearts about Gay marriage; for me this implies an element of doubt. Ā I have faith, a sense of certainty, that someday (certainly not tomorrow) minds and hearts will change for the better.Ā
I don't wish to discredit hope; for a long time I hoped that things would get better. Now I've shifted my view of myself and my view of the world, and I have faith, a known certainty, that they're getting much better. Hope is an important thing; it's the spark that ignites faith. Ā Hope is the spark of a movement, the spark of a cause, the spark of change, and it can be an invaluable asset.Ā
Hope is a chance, a promise, of change.Ā
Love: Love is so much harder to nail down. Ā Philosophers have tried to analyze and label love; to give it chronological steps which must be followed in order to truly be love. Ā Well, there are different types of love, and none is less valuable than another. My parents love me differently than my friends do; the kids I babysit love me differently than their parents do. Ā I've never had a partner, so I don't know what passionate, romantic love between two souls feels like.Ā
Even though I've never experienced romantic, passionate love, I'm still incredibly loved. Ā When Makena falls asleep on my chest or gives me kisses, I know I am loved; when Hunter runs into my arms and doesn't want to leave, I know I am loved. Ā When I come home from a long day out and my cat wants to cuddle, I know I am loved.
Love has many forms and cannot be defined or molded into anything more or less than what it is.Ā
Returning to the lyric, "Faith, Hope, and Love are some good things he gave us, and the greatest is love." Ā I agree with most of this, but I will say I don't think that love is the greatest. Ā I think that all 3 are the greatest because in some way they all play into one another; all three require the emotional heart to function and to last. Ā Ā
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Random thoughts really.
I keep thinking of my life and how drastically it's changing, and I can't help but think, "has it always been this way, and I've just been to sunk in depression to notice?" Ā I've been holding onto grudges and wounds for so long, and now that I'm letting them go and moving slowly forward, I can't help but wonder how much I've missed.
For the first time in my life, I'm looking at myself differently. Ā When I look in the mirror, I see all the things I hate about myself and I dread mirrors. Ā Last night, as I lay awake thinking of nothing in particular, I started thinking about the 18 month old that I babysit. Ā I looked at myself through her eyes, and for the first time I saw what so many people have always been saying. I saw the girl who gives love and hugs and kisses; I saw the girl who plays and laughs and tickles; I saw the girl who helps the pain go away. I saw myself through Makena's eyes, and I like what I saw.Ā
I went to California in 2009 with my uncle and cousins, and I wore two pair of shorts that were a little tight at the time.
Since then, Iāve gained weight and the shorts just didnāt fit; I put them on a minute ago AND THEY FIT BETTER THAN THEY DID THE LAST TIME I WORE THEM!!!!!!!!!Ā
My kind of worldā¦
I'm pretty sure I've made my decision.
I'm not going to write my friend back. Ā She won't really listen to what I've got to say, so as always, I'm going to bury my feelings under the rug and hope they don't crop up again. Ā Now I know for sure who I can go to and who I can't, and what I have to do from now on.Ā
I just hope I can stay strong until things get better.Ā
Think of 3 things that you have or can do that no one can ever take away from you. Now be proud of those things because you can do them.

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"Scream" by ZOEgirl. (yes I spelled their name right)
Does anybody know how I feel? Sometimes Iām numb, sometimes Iām overcome Does anybody care whatās going on? Do I have to wear my scars like a badge on my arm For you to see me, I need release Do I have to scream for you to hear me? Do I have to bleed for you to see me? āCause I grieve, youāre not listening to me Do I need to scream? Has anybody seen whatās been done? Where was my defense? No one heard my protest The eyes of God were watching me Itās time to make my peace, let it go and be released So I can breathe again Iām on my knees Iāve been marked, set apart But Iām cut so deep and afraid of the dark One drop of blood from the hole in Your hand Is enough to heal me and make me stand āCause Iām clean, He is listening to me I donāt have to scream for Him to hear me Donāt have to bleed for Him to see me āCause Iām clean, He is listening to me I donāt have to scream I donāt have to bleed āCause Iām clean, He is listening And I donāt have to scream
This song saved me in high school; I'm not religious by any organized standard, but when I applied the words to my own beliefs it fits pretty well. Ā Keep the interpretation of "Him" and "He" loosely and it might work for you too.Ā
Sitting with my knife in hand, listening to demons chant for blood.Ā āBleed,ā they cry. āBleed until the very thought of you is cold.ā
The blade: sharp, familiar, new, and welcome; cold on skin so warm. Ā Rivers of crimson flow behind them, marking satin skin; forever marred, forever loathsome.Ā
āBleed,ā they cry. Ā āBleed until your very soul has run dry.āĀ
āIām stronger than this,ā I whisper against their relentless laughter.Ā
āBleed, bleed!ā they cry; as they cry, I die.Ā
This is a poem I wrote a few nights ago in place of cutting. Ā It's from my other blog, which is a giant mess.Ā