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Through My Eyes: A Journal
By Liz Root
Contact Liz by emailing her at liz@vagrantcafe.com
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6/4/2002
some other topics:
is expecting the guy to make the first move old fashioned? what will cure me of my fear of committment (regarding all areas of life, not limited to relationships.)
if i haven't said it before, i really appreciate reader emails. i have no idea how many people read this ridiculous thing, but if you've ever felt like dropping an email for any particular reason...feel free to do so. i always write back, and it's always nice to hear that i'm not alone in these crazy thoughts of mine. so especially concerning these topics and the one i posted below about expecting perfection...feel free to tell me your thoughts.
- liz r.
- 6/4/2002
i watch Oprah. i just thought i'd get that out of the way first before i go on to say what i'm going to say next.
so i was watching oprah today and it's a show that tends to get me thinking. unfortunately, i drank waaaay too much caffeine while watching it, so anything i say next probably won't come out anything like intend. but when does it ever. gosh i have a headache. and i'm hot. bleh. back to oprah. sort of. the show was discussing our internal dialogue and the stuff we tell ourselves all day long. which got me thinking about a lot of things.
such as: if i don't expect perfection from everyone else, why do i feel they expect it from me?
- liz r.
- 6/4/2002
she drinks her herbal tea and takes her pills. all the medication she will ever need. still, it's never enough. pain is there. its screams are constantly muffled, its shaking is calmed to an emotionless trance. she takes her music. she takes her books. she takes her movies. she takes her shopping. she takes her phone calls. she takes her pen and her paper and tries to make it all fit in the lines. but the screams want out, and the shaking begins. the fire burns, and she is ashes; spread over and staining the music, the books, the movies, the shopping, the phone calls...she is dead. she is born. her lungs take their first breath and her heart beats for the first time.
- liz r.
- 6/4/2002
6/3/2002
i'm not really sure what to write, but i feel it's my duty to keep current, so i guess i'll think of something.
okay, i've been reading proverbs chapter 3. i would recommend it. it speaks a lot about wisdom and its benefits. how do i get wisdom? well, proverbs clearly states that the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. so if i want wisdom, i need to develop the fear of the Lord. i know most people don't understand this concept, including myself. so perhaps i will devote some major study to it and learn what it really means and looks like in my life. i could really use wisdom, and i feel it's a huge part of my calling.
unrelated. sort of. things work out. not always how you think. but they work out. and right now i'm in a situation where i know things will work out, but i have no idea how.
- liz r.
- 6/3/2002
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