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Posted on Nov 01, 2010 at 10:04 PM

I feel fear. That feels like heat in my neck and tightening of my scalp. I feel like I do when I watch scary B-grade SciFi movies. I love scary B-grade SciFi movies. I don’t fear fear. I am at peace with fear. I love peace. I embrace fear. I feel confused. It feels like my eyes moving back and forth, trying to land on the best answer. Like a Ping-Pong game. I love Ping-Pong. I smile a little, feeling that my confusion is funny. I am smiling at my confusion. I love smiling. I embrace confusion. I feel angry. Angry feelings make me feel powerful and strong. I feel energetic. I feel like cleaning my house like a crazy woman, listening to really loud music. I love when my house is clean. I love power music. Feeling angry is constructive. I love constructive. I embrace angry. I love me and people that love me. I feel that I’ve been de-loved today. I have made that important – more important than the love I feel. That makes me feel weak. I feel vulnerable when I feel weak. Feeling vulnerable lets other people give back. I feel happy to receive love. I am free to show my vulnerability. I feel confident being well-loved. It feels like a longer neck and warmth in my fingertips. I love warm fingers and my long neck. I grow from weakness. I love growing. I embrace weakness. I feel free to feel. I embrace myself.

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Posted on Nov 22, 2010 at 11:07 PM

Quoting shazbot82:

HEY AWOL one. Email me. NOW!!!! DAMNIT !! lol,,ok ..please email me. D


Shaz, I feel as if you've expressed your feelings QUITE effectively! I am not DEEF! Emailing already!

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Posted on Nov 21, 2010 at 09:43 AM

HEY AWOL one. Email me. NOW!!!! DAMNIT !! lol,,ok ..please email me. D

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Posted on Nov 16, 2010 at 01:10 AM

Timberoo! Embrace, dangit! Dozen to one she likes it.


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Posted on Nov 09, 2010 at 07:38 AM

being de-loved is a charactor building exercise in futility and all its attending glory. Being de-loved is, in fact, better than being strung along.Or jerked around. If its not love...a fat rejection is a life saver. Not to mention a huge time saver. All that stuff about when one door closes another one opens ? Well,,i'm not so sure all that is true...but i do know if you stop knocking on one door and go to another , then another and then another,, eventually you WILL find one that IS open !

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Posted on Nov 08, 2010 at 03:57 AM

Quoting Ekaterina35:

This passage is quite incredible! I do not recall you including the gift for poetic expression of your feelings to your "Brag blog":)


Thank you Kat! No, gift, no so much. We'll all write whatever we should, what strikes us. Sometimes we write because it needs to be written, other times because WE need to write it. Either way...this is a fine place of minds, don't you think?

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Posted on Nov 08, 2010 at 03:24 AM

Quoting rmac22:

GentlyWomam: Re: ""Is it possible that "insulted" is a feeling that belongs entirely and completely on this post?"" Perhaps the "feeling" as an item of discussion, as your others, might belong on this post. Being insulted never belongs. rmac


rmac, precisely my point. It's MY feeling's I'm posting. This is my blog. Right or wrong, intended or not, and whatever I'm supposed to interpret....in THAT moment, I experienced "insulted". If I had not 'written' so out loud, kind Timberoo, knowing "John" so well, would not have enabled me to be mistaken! If he had not, you may not have ever written me. So you see? I am excited that my feeling insulted has gotten us all to know each other better and to care more deeply for one another! Yeah! Bring it! DARE YA!

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Posted on Nov 07, 2010 at 09:30 PM

Quoting Timberoo:

Knowing, "JOHN", as I do...he would never insult you...maybe it's just too many words, especially after a few "tokes"...lol!  Maybe he just read "PING-PONG" and decided to spark it up, being the athletic type!  Haha!  You know those simple minds...actually, I think he likes you!!  He's trying to be affectionate, I'm sure...as for me, I'm just plain confused!


You appear a bit connected with the "John". Is "he" your avatar? Timber, are YOU affectionate? or Maybe YOU like Ping-Pong as much as I do. Whatever the case, I get the feeling that you are many things, but "confused" doesn't seem high on the list.

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Posted on Nov 07, 2010 at 12:17 PM

GentlyWomam: Re: ""Is it possible that "insulted" is a feeling that belongs entirely and completely on this post?"" Perhaps the "feeling" as an item of discussion, as your others, might belong on this post. Being insulted never belongs. rmac

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Posted on Nov 05, 2010 at 08:56 AM

This passage is quite incredible! I do not recall you including the gift for poetic expression of your feelings to your "Brag blog":)

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Posted on Nov 04, 2010 at 01:17 AM

Quoting 1Yeehaa:

...eeeeeeeeeear!


oh, on second thought...have I been insulted? Do you have to be "high" to understand me, or do I have to be "high" to write what I write? Should I get "high" to handle my feelings better, or am I "high" to have such feelings? Is it possible that "insulted" is a feeling that belongs entirely and completely on this post? NOW I'm LMAO.

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Posted on Nov 03, 2010 at 03:15 AM

Quoting migliore:

For you, and just for fun, I'll say that a woman, VERY close to me has told me that that she grew up as a very dishonest person. Lying, constantly, out of fear and self-protection. She lived a life of deceit because she believed, deeply, that her survival depended upon how convincing she could be with the best story she could concoct. Promiscuity, check, immaturity, check, anger, check. She met a man, fell in love, and 45 years later still says that being well-loved was the one and only thing that allowed her to operate in your 3's. This is one of the most honorable women I've ever known.

 

Donna Gentile,

 

The passage above is very profound and explains alot.  And explains alot about what motivates us.  Perhaps your friend's transformation supports that our strength is made perfect in weakness.  Grazie. 

 

Andy



Strength made perfect in weakness. Concept as old as time. It's funny, I just commented on this original thread tonight, thinking of this woman. One who was vulnerable to admit a character flaw, which seems not a flaw after all, but rather reaction to unfortunate circumstances. How many times does that happen to us? hmmmm. And aren't reactions natural too? Maybe it boils down to accept, admit, apologize, advance.

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Posted on Nov 03, 2010 at 03:11 AM

Quoting 1Yeehaa:

...eeeeeeeeeear!


lmao. The special moments when a glass of water is the best feeling you've ever had. (Not that I know anything about that.)

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Posted on Nov 03, 2010 at 03:09 AM

Quoting rosejane22:

wow.. i can relate.


rosejane...welcome :) Yes, I bet you can relate. You are woman. What do you feel, if I might ask, and why is it ok?

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Posted on Nov 02, 2010 at 01:58 AM

For you, and just for fun, I'll say that a woman, VERY close to me has told me that that she grew up as a very dishonest person. Lying, constantly, out of fear and self-protection. She lived a life of deceit because she believed, deeply, that her survival depended upon how convincing she could be with the best story she could concoct. Promiscuity, check, immaturity, check, anger, check. She met a man, fell in love, and 45 years later still says that being well-loved was the one and only thing that allowed her to operate in your 3's. This is one of the most honorable women I've ever known.

 

Donna Gentile,

 

The passage above is very profound and explains alot.  And explains alot about what motivates us.  Perhaps your friend's transformation supports that our strength is made perfect in weakness.  Grazie. 

 

Andy


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