What I love about her, is how much hope she has.
It’s hard to believe at her age, she’s still looking for so much more, ya know…
More health.
More wealth.
More love.
And I don’t see too many humans like her who live with so much passion.
She believes in herself.
She knows who she is and what she wants and she’s willing to fight for it.
She shows up everyday, and she does the work to practice self-mastery.
She doesn’t get angry or upset about anything that I can see.
So she handles her daily flow with emotional control.
she’s fun to be around and you really wanna be close to her when she’s around.
And when she makes room for you, you feel loved in a way you’ve never felt.
She lights you up.
She really knows how to talk to people.
She’s funny as fuck.
And she’s got a magnet that you can’t deny, it’s like it pulls you in, and you wanna be on her vibe.
She knows how to get the job done.
She’s kind, caring and compassionate
She’s charismatic.
She real.
And raw.
She’s so interesting.
She’s like a masterpiece, and you want a piece of her because she raises your frequency.
And me….
I watch her from a distance, and I have to confess, I’m envious.
I lost my hope years ago, so….
Needless to say, I’m not like her at all, and I wish was.
I’m shy.
I’m insecure.
I’m scared of myself, and who I could be and I’m afraid to love like she does.
But…
She’s showing me who I wanna be.
It’s like she’s a reflection of mySelf I buried when I was baby.
I guess too many things happened to me, and I let fear take over and control me.
So I was never able to love unconditionally.
And I guess that’s what I love about her.
She loves unconditionally.
But now I’m no longer who I use to be.
And I’ve been thinking that maybe being around her, and her hope for more…
For more health.
More wealth.
More love.
Maybe that hope will rub off on me, and I’ll find who I’ve been looking for somewhere inside of me.
And maybe then I’ll fall in love, like water did with the ocean.
We’ll see.
