The story of the princess and the ring of love is about finding that love that fits your standard and lives up to your expectation.
Whatever that might be.
Tag: princess
Is there Love in After Life?
If there is Love in After Life, is a difficult question if you ask me that.
I hope there is.
And somehow it makes sense to me.
In this story I give you my experiences and what I think about the topic of After Life.
I hope it is one you can live with.
The way to the heart of the princess
And when that moment happens.
That he keeps standing on his two feet.
Not letting his ego get in his way.
I will say something like : ‘No, I am Lakshmi’.
Because that is the name I prefer to be called.
Because that is the way love goes
We need to trust our intuition, following our senses, to not be fooled with what our eyes are seeing, don’t be afraid of the unknown and take care of the situation.
To be able to come to that point we can only make a choice from the heart.
Because that is the way love goes and the way to heart of the princess.
To love the sparkle of a princess crown
To complete a task that makes you so happy, before doing anything else, could be : ‘The sparkle of a princess crown’.
Yes, I know I just made that up, but it sounds nice.
Don’t you think?
I think yes.
I am going to use this now more often.
Because we all can use a little laughter and foolishness that makes us smile.
Nice we are agreeing on this.
In my imagination I am now shaking your hand.
Thank you for being on this journey with me.
I hope you are as nice as I think you are.
If you want to love me, you have to slay my dragon
The last days have been weird.
I really can’t put a different word to it.
It was a lost love that made this happen.
Or just a name that I am giving him.
One of many names that I called him.
And for some reason I am feeling a bit sad that this is a name that I have to add to this list of names.
Why I can’t really say.
Just a deeper feeling that something is unfinished.
What is the purpose of being single?
We were sitting close to the water.
Not that we were at the beach or sitting on the edge of a fountain.
It was a big pond, at least this how I would call it.
The quirking of the frogs, if that is a pronunciation of the sound they are making, sometimes interupted our conversation.
They were not in that pond we were sitting at, however they were in a little water, close to that.
Perhaps it was something that they wanted to say, however it was only the loudness of their sounds that could come that far.
Love Block
I believe circumstances can lead to not doing something, or being capable of doing something. We speak of a block. When it comes to writing it is more obvious. But perhaps the circumstances are not always the reason for the block. Let me put it like that.
But I think a lot of people are blocked. In many ways. Even without the circumstances.
And even without knowing. Not only the ones that are facing the writer’s block.
I was thinking of myself. Of the things I was writing. Not specifically something.
Ok, maybe just something.
I was thinking of my love life. Is it possible to have a block in Love? Or perhaps even ‘A Lover’s Block?’