Distinct, Provocative, Strong, Beautiful.

All words I want to get used to,
Words of power and words of health.

All of this I want.
A wealth, a plethora, a treasure,
Enough to see me through the good, the bad, the ugly.

Of wanting, of waiting, there shan't be any more.
I'm done with dreaming and wishing,
Of begging myself to listen.

I am strong, I am beautiful, I am provocative,
I am woman, I am me.


Wow... A sudden new appreication, I think I need to buy that book... It started out as me thinking it was a comedy, but when you read through it, and finally reach the end, you gain a greater udnerstanding for the true reason why feminism started, the true reasons for women sticking up for themselves, and the few good men that will accompany them, allying with them for a purpose of common good.

And I feel so strong right now, becuase I have a new knowledge under my belt and a new strength in my heart. Thank God for good books.

You provide strength during the good times and the bad, for yourself. But, soemtiems, others and things are needed to bolster that, and whew... I found a source of strength, beyond the daily doses of Christine, Mosherishness, Jeremy, Ala, SB, Chris, and the other people in my life who can cheer me up on a daily basis, giving me the willpower to live through the bad, and float through the good. Amen to that, Sister!

PS. A future goal- to figure out what a "good male" is, what my guidelines for life are, and copy down the Commandments for being a Free Woman. And also, quit regretting the past, the bad decisions made, and the seemingly never-ending guilt for cheating myself and others out of an experience worth having.