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There's nothing that can bring you closer to a person. At the same time it makes me want to run away after being vulnerable. I love the feeling if it's mutual and hate the feeling if it's one sided. Then I will just shut the other person out of my life.
Ah, vulnerability. True, it is not fun sometimes. Marriage is not fun sometimes either, but it makes me appreciate more the times when it's wonderful. I hope the experience you're having will help the good times be better.
Haply for I am black, And have not those soft parts of conversation That chamberers have; or for I am declined Into the vale of years—yet that’s not much— She’s gone. I am abused, and my relief Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage, That we can call these delicate creatures ours And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad And live upon the vapor of a dungeon Than keep a corner in the thing I love For others’ uses. Yet ’tis the plague of great ones; Prerogatived are they less than the base. ’Tis destiny unshunnable, like death.
As the years go by it gets easier for me to be vulnerable once I've decided a person is worth really knowing. It gets harder to find people that I want to share that level of openess with.
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There's nothing that can bring you closer to a person. At the same time it makes me want to run away after being vulnerable. I love the feeling if it's mutual and hate the feeling if it's one sided. Then I will just shut the other person out of my life.
Ah, vulnerability. True, it is not fun sometimes.
Marriage is not fun sometimes either, but it makes me appreciate more the times when it's wonderful. I hope the experience you're having will help the good times be better.
Interesting point. Like all rewarding things, vulnerability requires great sacrifice. And it wouldn't work if there wasn't some risk.
AMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am so feeling this right now.....
oh.... I need a hug from you.
Is fun the word, or is it a wonderful side-effect when it happens?
Haply for I am black,
And have not those soft parts of conversation
That chamberers have; or for I am declined
Into the vale of years—yet that’s not much—
She’s gone. I am abused, and my relief
Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage,
That we can call these delicate creatures ours
And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad
And live upon the vapor of a dungeon
Than keep a corner in the thing I love
For others’ uses. Yet ’tis the plague of great ones;
Prerogatived are they less than the base.
’Tis destiny unshunnable, like death.
Othello III.iii.267-279
I am SO with you too!
Ugh.
I hate it when you stick your neck out only for your head to be chopped off.
Then my heart is left to fend for itself.
I don't think this game is fun at all...
As the years go by it gets easier for me to be vulnerable once I've decided a person is worth really knowing. It gets harder to find people that I want to share that level of openess with.
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