Saturday, June 8, 2013

Open to life

 
 
Picture yourself as a woman
 
whose heart continues to expand
 
regardless of heartache,
 
rejection, or disappointment.

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 “Love never dies a natural death.
It dies because we don't know
how to replenish its source.
It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.
It dies of illness and wounds;
it dies of weariness, of witherings,
of tarnishings.” 
 
Anais Nin

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