He quietly and patiently explained again, in terms I was finally able to hear, You’re 5 foot and barely 100 pounds soaking wet. People take one look at you and assume your size equates to your demeanor. Bad assumption. You’re very expressive, you know. There is no mistaking what you feel. Your entire body moves. You face is expressive. Even your voice. Big has nothing to do with size. I’d hate to take you on in a dark alley. You would kick my ass. Now I’m not scared you could physically kick my ass. *laughs* But in others ways, you can.
Many years ago my dear friend Trixie told me, There are only thee things that scare me. God, my Mom and you. And not necessarily in that order. Shees...she sounded so…reverent.
Various bosses over the years have said the same in not-so-many-words. Most friends have told me at one time or another; You scare people. I don’t think of myself as “scary”. Truthfully, most times I just don’t give a shit what others think. But this one. This one kinda leaves me feeling a bit sad. Don’t know why this repeatedly comes to the forefront.
Where I see, feel or taste passion and intensity is where I stop to feed. It has to be palatable. I need…no, I require Passion. I require Intensity. I require Depth. Not just from everyone else. From everything. From myself. From relationships. From life. Here is where I can actually define “IT“. Here is where I draw a line. That which is “flat” just doesn’t hold my interest. And where it is flat, I tend to move on. It’s that simple. If it has no spark…no zing…it simply doesn’t matter. I have no energy for it. I walk away and search for what does…
This is one of my favorite videos and one of my most favorites tunes. It not only speaks to me, but it absolutely resonates in me. It’s all about Passion. It’s all about Intensity. It’s all about Depth. I want it ALL. I want it up front and personal. I want it in-my-face. I want it as intimate as it gets. Give me the Heart of it all…make it Real. ::grin::
I’m not really sure why I need to define myself at this point in my life. Somehow it seems critically important.
Maybe it’s about time I defined what I’ve always known about myself.And where I struggle in an attempt to make it less so…
it’s about acceptance. My own. About giving it a voice in all the chatter.
Sands of Time 
hey
one of my fave songs too
btw……th epiece came back as undeliverable……i must have copied your address wrong – can you resend it?
smooch
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Sis!! Was beginning to wonder if all was ok. Hmmmm…doesn’t mean I didn’t fat finger my own address, lol.
Coming at you on e-mail. xoxo Be well.
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Yeah! I love this song. Its one of my favorites too.
I could have written this post. *smiles* People say these things about me too.
Its that empath in us. When we get mad or emphatic about anything, we do it in their minds and hearts, not just in their eyes and ears….makes us intimidating. *smiles*
Is that what it is? I don’t mean too…you know, touch so hard…not that it’s going to change anytime soon *laughs*
I have to take another look at the specific words I chose in this post….there’s deeper meaning it seems. Feeling like I need to tease it a bit. *smiles*
Hugs!!
PS: I’m having so much fun playing here *giggles*
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