I have a no concealed weaponry policy.
You know the things that you hide so that I will like you, approve of you or think you are spiritual—let’s just put them on the table.
I will show you mine if you will show me yours…
I am triggered by inauthenticity, entitlement and lack of integrity.
I am annoyed when people whine.
I am sometimes impatient with my friends and even my students when they sell themselves short.
I fiercely believe all is possible in this life.
I see the light in people often before they do.
I have learned to let people have their journey though it is not always easy.
I want to whack racists, bigots and chauvinists over the head; I roll my eyes at the “new agers” who talk about balancing their second chakra and then gossip about the pretty girl in the red dress.
I expect kindness but not perfection.
I don’t think fuck is a bad word.
I think pretending to be happy when you aren’t is a fucking bad thing.
I cry at phone commercials and stories about kindness especially toward animals.
I am passionate about love, words and wildness.
I am fiercely loyal and therefore, at times demanding that you be true to yourself and to me.
I see beauty everywhere though it took me nearly 39 years to see it in myself.
I believe in God, good wine and slow, hard kissing.
I have not ever had my heart broken, but three different men threatened suicide when I left them.
I loved my husband even when he was someone else’s husband and I am not ashamed of this.
I believe love is redemptive and at times very challenging.
I know that sexuality is a way to experience God and I am not ashamed of that, either.
I don’t think spirituality is about being nice or polite but about being real. When you actually have something you really need to say I want you to feel safe in expressing it to me but I do expect you to say it in a way my heart can hear you.
I forgive easily.
I have unraveled rage, hurt and defensiveness like prayer flags flapping in the wind but my prayers are different now.
I am a good friend.
I am a happy person.
I can love all of you.
Put your guns on the table and I will pour you a glass of wine.
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Ed: Bryonie Wise
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