I have never been pregnant, never had morning sickness, never breastfed and never held my own baby. There is no one on this earth who has my genetic legacy.
Part of me realises that being in love means that my heart will get broken one day. We’ll either break up or one of us will die leaving the other behind. It’s a pain waiting for me somewhere off in the future.
Who you are as a person is important to the world. You are the only person who can do the job of being you. Everything about you is exactly the way it needs to be for you to fulfil your purpose on this earth.
I am the woman who believes that the meaning of life is the connections we make with other people and here I am pulling away from those who are meant to be the most loving of all.
Sometimes I feel like I’m living in an alternate reality. Sailing down a stream that split into two some time ago. Is there another me in a parallel universe who made a different decision?
Gratitude – for each breath I take, for each dawn and each full moon, for each kiss and for each idea that catches me by surprise – that’s my religion and my purpose.
In order to experience consummate love in a relationship, we have to find a way to have intimacy, commitment and passion. As passion is something we have very little control over – how do we do it?