I love my job very much, and I don't think I would change it. In fact, I know I wouldn't, because I can't do anything else.
If you think you know what I'm doing wrong well you're gonna have to get in line.
One of my rules is: Never TRY to do anything. Just do it.
I know there is strength in the differences between us. I know there is comfort where we overlap.
We are wise, wise women. We are giggling girls.
When I was a teenager in the '80s, I was the only girl in the guitar shop. Now if you walk into a music store, it's mostly teenage girls. It's great! It's an expansion of possibilities for young women, finding a way to tools even if they aren't directly handed those tools by adults.
I walk like I'm on a mission 'cause that's the way I groove. I got more and more to do and less and less to prove.
We used to hate and destroy one another and refused to associate with people of another race or country. Now, because of Christ, we live together with such people and pray for our enemies.
Barbarian --A Code of Conduct honored by all true barbarian warriors, requiring excellent coordination with weapons, closeness to nature, awkwardness with women, common sense, and completion of the mission.
You don't smear somebody as a racist when there is obviously nothing there.
Unexplained pain may sometimes direct our attention to something unacknowledged, something we are afraid to know or feel. Then it holds us to our integrity, claiming the attention we withhold. The thing which calls our attention may be a repressed experience or some unexpressed and important part of who we are. Whatever we have denied may stop us and dam the creative flow of our lives. Avoiding pain, we may linger in the vicinity of our wounds, sometime for many years, gathering the courage to experience them.