Showing posts with label fuck. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fuck. Show all posts
Monday, February 23, 2015
Sunday, February 22, 2015
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Monday, February 16, 2015
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Friday, February 13, 2015
Thursday, February 12, 2015
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Monday, February 9, 2015
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Day 20: So you're offended?
The thing about being offended is that you own that. I don't own that. If I posted something that hit you right in the feels, use it as an opportunity to ask yourself why it bothered you so much. Grow. Learn. You owe it to yourself. And frankly, my dear, I don't give any fucks.
Thursday, January 15, 2015
Day 15: The path to fucklessness
The thing is, this exercise in not giving a fuck isn't about being a dick, or trying to be snarky. The point of it is to learn how to distinguish between things that are fuckworthy and things that are not... and then to further that point, letting go of those things that are just not fuckworthy. And so today I present you with this most beautiful poem about letting go, which is really what you have to do on the pathway to fucklessness.
She let go.
She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear.
She let go of the judgments.
She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head.
She let go of the committee of indecision within her.
She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons.
Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didn’t ask anyone for advice.
She didn’t read a book on how to let go.
She didn’t search the scriptures.
She just let go.
She let go of all of the memories that held her back.
She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
She didn’t promise to let go.
She didn’t journal about it.
She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer.
She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper.
She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope.
She just let go.
She didn’t analyze whether she should let go.
She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter.
She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment.
She didn’t call the prayer line.
She didn’t utter one word.
She just let go.
No one was around when it happened.
There was no applause or congratulations.
No one thanked her or praised her.
No one noticed a thing.
Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort.
There was no struggle.
It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad.
It was what it was, and it is just that.
In the space of letting go, she let it all be.
A small smile came over her face.
A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore…
~ Rev. Safire Rose
Friday, January 9, 2015
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