Your Life is Like a Play

Your life is like a play with several acts. Some of the characters who enter have short roles to play, others, much larger. Some are villains and others are good guys. But all of them are necessary, otherwise they wouldn't be in the play. Embrace them all, and move on to the next act. Page 81

Source: Dr. Waynes Dyer's 10 Secrets for Success and Inner Peace

You Just Don't Understand

What I read today pertaining to conversational styles between men and women:
In an article I wrote for The Washington Post, I presented a conversation that had taken place between a couple in their car. The woman had asked, "Would you like to stop for a drink?" Her husband had answered truthfully, "No", and they hadn't stopped. He was later frustrated to learn that his wife was annoyed because she had wanted to stop for a drink. He wondered, "Why didn't she just say what she wanted? Why did she play games with me?" The wife, I explained, was annoyed not because she had not gotten her way, but because her preference had not been considered. From her point of view, she had shown concern for her husband's wishes, but he had shown no concern for hers. Page 15
Source: Deborah Tannen, You Just Don't Understand

Crush

Maybe my limbs are made
mostly for decoration,
like the way I feel about
persimmons. You can’t
really eat them. Or you
wouldn’t want to. If you grab
the soft skin with your fist
it somehow feels funny,
like you’ve been here
before and uncomfortable,
too, like you’d rather
squish it between your teeth
impatiently, before spitting
the soft parts back up
to linger on the tongue like
burnt sugar or guilt.
For starters, it was all
an accident, you cut
the right branch
and a sort of light
woke up underneath,
and the inedible fruit
grew dark and needy.
Think crucial hanging.
Think crayon orange.
There is one low, leaning
heart-shaped globe left
and dearest, can you
tell, I am trying
to love you less.
by: Ada Limón
(The New Yorker)

Eyes Darkening with Desire

The mockery of charm,

And sweet aroma of forbidden fruit,

The fleeting moment of your touch,

A closer glimpse of bright colors,

Powerful words are discovered,

Creativity is conceived,

Daring minds are united under the moonlight,

We create music in every conversation,

Clever and honest with divine inspiration--a friendship unknown.

by: Denise