Regret, like an annoying mosquito, still hovers close, ready to bite my sweet ass. I smother the notion like a shawl around my chest, protecting me from the moonlit nights remembrance. I whisper knowingly, "No regrets, just love."
Anger, sometimes disguised as fear, presses against my emotional dam with a little too much force, and I just give way. Never thought of myself as someone with anger management issues. Just a perfectly imperfect person. I love the Dalai Lama's reply to the question, "Do you ever feel angry or outraged?" He said, "Oh, yes, of course. I'm a human being. Generally speaking, if a human being never shows anger, then I think something's wrong. He's not right in the brain," then he laughs.
I miss the delight in your smile and the praise you poured over me. Your words encouraging me to dare to become anything I wanted. I have a crack in my esteem that I patch from time to time with your positivity from my memory.
With nearly 100 billion neurons and 100 trillion connections, our human brain remains one of the world's greatest mysteries. Every time we anticipate that kiss or hint of desire from something or someone we love, it's like a button in our brain is pushed to release the love hormone, dopamine.
"When you are inspired by some great purpose, some extraordinary project, all your thoughts break their bonds: Your mind transcends limitations, your consciousness expands in every direction, and you find yourself in a new, great, and wonderful world."
“Fear is a natural reaction to moving closer to the Truth. If we commit ourselves to staying right where we are, then our experience becomes very vivid. Things become clear when there is nowhere to escape."