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Es ist die Angst, die Dich zum Sklaven macht – nichts weiter als die Angst.

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do you know that,

when you’re strong inside,

no one can just knock you out?

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when you feel weak, 

remember that, 

you are not alone.

I often feel like you.

and you know what?

I often tell myself:

when I sense weakness, 

there’s strength in me, too.

because that’s the other side of the coin.

and we always carry both inside of us.

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Watch out for your dreams and make sure that you never let others tell you what you can or cannot do.

There are many dream stealers in the world. Find your own dream by trusting your gut feeling while making use of your rational left side of the brain as well.

The two work excellently well together once they are trained and then enjoy the pleasure to follow your dream to make sure you live the life you want to live.

☆ I am River

I am River, and I am Flow,
I’ll bring the Joy, take away the sorrow
I am of tremenduous power
I’ll keep on pushing everywhere and further 
I am Feminine, Grace, and Fecondity
I am the deep, the shallow, the calm and trepidity
I move like a ballerina on a live stage
I am free, wild, and sometimes, I am in rage 
I can inspire you a sense of great respect
loosening your grip and alter your step
I just wanna flow, that’s my only goal
I am Life force thus I am out of control 
But really I aim for true softness
guiding you gently towards land of Grace
Touch me, taste me, love each and every one of my stones
Dive in my beauty and let me wash out your Crown 
I am River, I am Woman, I am Love
Look deep into me, and make me rise above
the mundane, the profane, the futile and shallow
Simply let me flow , greatly make me glow ! 
I am River, I am Woman, I am Love
Rage of the Lion and peace of the dove
bathe in me and polish your heart’s stone
forget the dream of control, for that time is far gone 
I am River, I am Woman, I am Love
overflowing obstacles that only me can solve
Carrying life, seeds, sprouts and men along
My heart is pure Gold and my flow, divine song 
Drink me as if you’d be kissing The primary Goddess
Let the juice of my lips, the nectar of my Grace
melts any rocks in the way of our flow
So together we shine, and rise, we give and we grow. 
Inspired by True Beauty
under the Libra full-moon, Ostara spring equinox

Jildaz Sould Bridger, Celtic Poet, Ubud, 22 March 2019 

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About the wolf that wins:

An old Cherokee chief was teaching his grandson about life.

A fight is going on inside me, he said to the boy.

It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil: he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, self-doubt, and ego.

The other is good: he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.

This same fight is going on inside you and inside every other person, too.

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, which wolf will win?

The old chief replied: “The one you feed”.