women

If you are in a bad relationship with anyone else, it is because you are in a bad relationship with yourself.

Never chase a person that doesn't know your worth because the moment you catch him you will always feel you were never good enough.

Stop looking for that person you were in the past. She has changed. Look for the person she has grown into. She is wiser and stronger than than ever before. Don't go back to who you were. Cherish who you are." --Without a Voice by Chris Pepple

Who you are in Christ is far more important and meaningful than whatever has taken place in your past.

A man always finds it hard to realize that he may have finally lost a woman's love, however badly he may have treated her.

The theme of invisibility has haunted me for many years, since earliest girlhood. A woman often feels __nvisible_ in a public sense precisely because her physical being - her __isibility_ - figures so prominently in her identity. She is judged as a body, she is __ttractive_ or __nattractive_, while knowing that her deepest self is inward, and secret: knowing, hoping that her spiritual essence is a great deal more complex than the casual eye of the observer will allow_ it might be argued that all persons, defined to themselves rather more as what they think and dream than what they do, are __nvisible_.

_#__RUTH_ _#__EREAL__e must be ruthlessly honest with and about Self..Self Assessments are often inflated or deflated or just imaginary..

I 'OWN' some part of the evolution...I want to make my SHARE 'relevant' 'meaningful' and 'miraculous'!!

Here's a news flash for the ladies: for every one of you who thinks we all want a girl like Angelina Jolie, all skinny elbows and angles, the truth is, we'd rather curl up with someone like Charlotte - a woman who's soft when a guy wraps his arms around her; a woman who might have a smear of flour on her shirt the whole day and not notice or care, not even when she goes out to meet with the PTA; a woman who doesn't feel like an exotic vacation but is the home we can't wait to come back to.

she will change the world someday, her cure of love in a world gone mad; is the gentle kind of touch that will teach women to grow and men to rise.

She didn't struggle and so she didn't grow

When had she stopped being a child? The first time a guy had whistled at her out of a car window when she was walking to school? The moment she started wondering how she looked when she ran, what jiggled or bounced, instead of the pace she was setting? The first time she__ kept from raising her hand because she didn__ want to seem too smart or too eager?

The best beauty treatment of all is time spent quietly before the Lord.

The idea in our culture of body solely as sculpture is wrong. Body is not marble. That is not its purpose. Its purpose is to protect, contain, support and fire the spirit and soul within it, to be a repository for memory, to fill us with feeling - that is the supreme psychic nourishment. It is to lift us and propel us, to fill us with feeling to prove that we exist, that we are here, to give us grounding, heft, weight. It is wrong to think of it as a place we leave in order to soar to the spirit. The body is the launcher of those experiences. Without body there would be no sensations of crossing thresholds, there would be no sense of lifting, no sense of height, weightlessness. All that comes from the body. The body is the rocket launcher. In its nose capsule, the soul looks out the window into the mysterious starry night and is dazzled.

Yeah, it__ hard, babyIt__ hard right down to the boneI said Oh, it__ hard babyIt__ hard right down to the very boneIt__ hard when you__e a womanAnd you find yourself all aloneI__e been flapping and scrappingAnd running from door to doorYou know I__e been flapping and scrapping, honeyRunning from door to door

Sometimes I feel that our bright blue sky is like a pregnant women__ belly.

When we have the same thought again, the line of the original thought is deepened, causing what's called a memory trace. With each repetition the trace goes deeper and deeper, forming and embedding a pattern of thought. When an emotion is tied to this thought pattern, the memory trace grows exponentially stronger.

Because women never say what they think.