VenusDeMila

I'd like to meet:

People who uphold Loyalty, Friendship and Integrity. People who try to do the right thing, even when knowone else is around to see it! Someone who understands you get what you give in this life. Remain true to those who have helped get you where you are today...and don't forget those who came before you and paved the way. Yes life is a series of choices and those choices effect many people around us.Love one another without fear. ..

Music:

just one kiss from those lips those lips that i adore to see if, with all my tenderness i can warm that heart of stoneyou say you will never be mine, i know that your lips will never kiss me again i know that you're suffering and trying to forget me pushing me away with your coldnessi don't care if you run i don't care if you are trying to forget but if through fate we meet again you will love me as beforeyou will love me, you will want me

Movies:

Television:

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Books:

Anam Cara: a book of Celtic Wisdom. Death Transfigures Our Separation:In Connemara the graveyards are near the ocean, where there is a lot of sandy soil. To open the grave, the sod is cut on three sides. It is rolled back very carefully from the surface of the field, but it is not broken off. Then the coffin is put down. The prayers are said and the grave is blessed and filled. Then the sod is rolled out over the grave so that it fits exactly over the opening. A friend of mine calls it a "cesarean section in reverse" It is as if the womb of the earth, without being broken, is receiving back the individual who once left as a clay shape to live in separation above in the world. It is an image of homecoming, of being taken back completely again. It is a strange and magical fact to be here, walking in a body, to have a whole world within you and a world at your fingertips outside of you. It is an immense privilege, and it is incredible that humans manage to forget the miracle of being here. Rilke said, "Being here is so much." It is uncanny how social reality can deaden and numb us so that the mystical wonder of our lives goes totally unnoticed. We are here. We are wildly and dangerously free. The more lonely side of being here is our separation in the world. When you live in a body you are seperate from every other object and person. Many of our attempts to pray, to love, and to create are secret attempts at transfiguring that separation in order to build bridges outward so that others can reach us and we can reach them. ~Create~ with all your soul my ~Friends~I Love you!

Heroes:

My Grandfather Pasu Tanka, My Mom Jerri Walker.