INSTRUCTIONS FOR FREEDOM
1. Life's metaphor's are God's instructions
2. You have just climbed up and above the roof. There is nothing between you and the Infinite. Now, let go.
3. The day is ending. It's time for something that was beautiful to turn into something else that is beautiful.
Now, let go.
4. Your wish for resolution was a prayer. Your being here is God's response. Let go-and watch the stars come out-on the outside and on the inside.
5. With all your heart, ask for grace, and let go.
6. With all your heart, forgive him, FORGIVE YOURSELF, and let him go.
7. Let your intention be freedom from useless suffering. Then, let go.
8. Watch the heat of the day pass into the cool night. Let go.
9. When the karma of a relationship is done, only love remains. It's safe. Let go.
10. When the past has passed from you at last, let go. Then climb down and begin the rest of your life. With great joy.
2. You have just climbed up and above the roof. There is nothing between you and the Infinite. Now, let go.
3. The day is ending. It's time for something that was beautiful to turn into something else that is beautiful.
Now, let go.
4. Your wish for resolution was a prayer. Your being here is God's response. Let go-and watch the stars come out-on the outside and on the inside.
5. With all your heart, ask for grace, and let go.
6. With all your heart, forgive him, FORGIVE YOURSELF, and let him go.
7. Let your intention be freedom from useless suffering. Then, let go.
8. Watch the heat of the day pass into the cool night. Let go.
9. When the karma of a relationship is done, only love remains. It's safe. Let go.
10. When the past has passed from you at last, let go. Then climb down and begin the rest of your life. With great joy.
-Eat, Pray Love
Dulu saya pernah baca buku La Tahzan. Atau dalam versi melayunya, Jangan Bersedih. Buku ni macam buku motivasi kedua yang saya baca and I feel like i'm born all over again.
I believe that us women, we have our own view on love and life. We are the devoted creatures. We devote ourself in a family system, because they say it's much tougher to raise a daughter than to raise a herd of cows (okay, basically I don't know if herd is the correct word but you get the idea). We devote ourself to our husbands, because our heaven is determined by him. His words..his actions..so we devote. We devote ourself to our children. We literally sacrifice to have them. An hour before they were born or so, we would have died for them. We devote ourself to our friends, to our brothers and sisters. Pick a category, and we would give our devotion in any way we can.
I believe that our small frame of body and our small beating heart could cater for more things larger than life itself. I think someone with such capacity deserves to be respected. Respect that must be earned. So does devotion. And that doesn't mean that your life has to be the monument to anyone else not deserving the same.
We the women. I'm a free woman, so, *attraversiamo?
*let's cross over
I believe that us women, we have our own view on love and life. We are the devoted creatures. We devote ourself in a family system, because they say it's much tougher to raise a daughter than to raise a herd of cows (okay, basically I don't know if herd is the correct word but you get the idea). We devote ourself to our husbands, because our heaven is determined by him. His words..his actions..so we devote. We devote ourself to our children. We literally sacrifice to have them. An hour before they were born or so, we would have died for them. We devote ourself to our friends, to our brothers and sisters. Pick a category, and we would give our devotion in any way we can.
I believe that our small frame of body and our small beating heart could cater for more things larger than life itself. I think someone with such capacity deserves to be respected. Respect that must be earned. So does devotion. And that doesn't mean that your life has to be the monument to anyone else not deserving the same.
We the women. I'm a free woman, so, *attraversiamo?
*let's cross over
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