I'm a Natural Beauty...

... because of the things I do, the way I contribute. 

Beauty is in action.

What we do and how we treat each other.

It's ideas commanding positive change. That doesn't require a certain look. 

The mindset we bring to the table is we won't settle for "ugly" in our actions outward.

So change the dialog...

It's time we stop looking at people as if how they appear somehow matters, really. Looks don't mean anything! Who a person is and what they do reflects more about their beauty. 

• Does your presence put people at ease?
• Do you engage with others? 
• Accept their humanity?
• Does your beauty reflect back at you when you're on the right side of an issue?
• Are you there for people in any way you can be or however they need you to be?

I want a different world which speaks a new language. Changing how we superficially view ourselves can be the start of it.

Sabotaging My Happiness

There are moments when pure joy is a part of my day, but it doesn't seem to last long. I've always wondered why it didn't. Over the years I've realized many times I've prevented myself from a continued enjoyment of those moments. "But why?" I would always ask myself. The only thing I could come up with was I may not have believed I was worthy of happiness, and so, found ways to ensure that it was short-lived.

After reading this quote by Albert Camus, I had to rethink that. My inability to sustain happy moments or my subconscious wish to cut my happiness short may really just be my nature. I'm a very empathetic person, as well as having an activist bent about me. This, quite possibly, keeps me thinking I can't have prolonged happiness if those around me aren't experiencing it. The self-sabotage may be subconscious guilt.

It's odd. Discovering this one thought written by someone long ago, before I was born, has the power to change how I will perceive and react to future happiness. But finding it may also be a wonderful gift to me.

Thank you, Albert Camus.

To Feel The 'Just Right' Amount Of Good

Life is an ever changing and incredibly delicate dance. Hopefully we can find the

balance between our desire for comfort and the feeling of safety while we go

 about enjoying life to the fullest with excitement and enthusiasm.

To always be able to have what we need and go for what we want.

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Hate On The Inside

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 “Without tolerance the world would be in constant chaos. There would be conflict with everyone’s opinions and cooperation would be impossible. With tolerance, the world is able to work together peacefully for common goals. We can be altogether happier without the constant friction of differences in our beliefs. We can share our beliefs and gain more knowledge of one another objectively, thus creating a mutual understanding of the world and greater cultural awareness. Tolerance is the only way to achieve peace in the world.”  Alissa Herman

There are many who hate. Their disgust for others is hidden by their quietness. It's not tolerance, it's cowardice and insecurity. They lack the confidence in themselves, only erupting in moments where they think they have strength in numbers. The anonymity of the Internet protects them while they douse and let those they are truly not tolerant of have it. This makes them feel powerful in their pitiful worlds.

We are upset to see what others have to say on social media and in other forums, but who hasn't uttered in their minds the nastiest things about others? Aren't we sometimes expressing the very same things, but just not in public? But we'll share them with those closest to us who feel the same. Don't certain issues dredge up emotions and expletives, but ones we choose to keep inside? Aren't we truly just as disgusting as they are, but less honest, really?

I would posit we are. It's an acceptable form of assholery. People choosing to behave more civilized outwardly to keep chaos and raw brutality to a minimum makes it a more desirable behavior though. When biting our tongues makes us analyze our thought process to establish new streams of understanding, this a positive. It makes our internal vileness tolerable in our communities because it's unspoken and not seen. It won't contribute more to the problems we face, and it is a step towards true civilization and humaneness.

Tolerance is the conduit to enlightenment and harmony.

I've been told we'll evolve someday. We are not there yet, but I hope we never stop trying.

Be Loud!

Don't EVER let anyone tell you to live your life quietly.

  

Susi Bocks

Cure For Our Journey

The prescription for life is simply love.

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Trysts In Dreams

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I stir, aroused by the return of past fiery life episodes. The intensity of the morning awakening revives exquisite sensations and feelings, I'm in awe of the desire which returns me and deposits me back into my past.

The pull of his gaze, a finger tracing my mouth and drawing me closer to his lips. A soft, warm wetness, mine mixing with his. Each kiss, tender and fierce, hastens our breath. There's an urgency, a tension demanding release, but craving so much more before it comes.

Our hands brush across each other, clutching then releasing at the subtle moments. Sighs and moans escape our lips when the gentleness or coarseness reaches a threshold in our bodies. Arching our bodies, pressing closer, the bulge of desire wanting to be cupped. It all feels so quick, but in slow-motion at the same time. The haze of excitement moves us, our bodies following an unscripted dialogue, but knowing exactly what to say.

We explore with our eyes, and undress each other with our hands. Our clothing is our only barrier, so much is already understood - the hunger to taste each other, the desire bound tightly until the right moment it can escape, the secret carnal needs - all are free in this moment.

Our tongues speak the language of sensuality, experiencing color in what we taste. The room feels engulfed by us, our red-hot fluidity. We vibrate with the energy of our imminent coupling. Every cell in our being is aroused with anticipation, every hair prickles with electricity; our bodies in tune to receive what the other has to give.

Deliciousness and moans escape our lips as our limbs intertwine, feeling the smoothness of our skin as we embrace deeper into one another. Oh the strength as our muscles tighten around each other, neither leaving intensity behind. The excitement builds, and the urgency to satisfy rises up in us both. We are open and ready now. Our passion is strong, our desires need expression.

Our eyes meet each other hungrily, penetrating the depths of our beings. It sends us deeper into our own emotional hot bed inside, the tryst becomes more and more intense. The intuitive knowing what needs touched and when delivers us to even more heights. What feels like invisible fire engulfs us both as we aim to reach the crucial element of our desires.

And then I wake up...