What of you had a great life and didn't even know it?
Lately I've been asking myself that as a reminder of good things. Tragedy is to be so caught up in what you're afraid of that you miss all the beauty directly in front of you, all the opportunities to love on people. And we are all afraid of so many things, some more than others. We're afraid our needs won't be met, that we won't matter, that we will be disliked, that we have fumbled things so badly there is no recovering. And if you are a writer, chances are you feel things a little more keenly, for both good and ill.
I think a solution to this is to be present. In this very moment what do you have? Who can you bless? I regret things I have done, but I've never regretted showing love. Not in the common sense of the word, but what it means at its foundations. Love is not being nice, it is being kind. It is not ignoring faults, it is seeing them and forgiving them. It is not doing what feels good, it is doing what's right. It is not placing yourself beneath another, it is removing your self from the equation entirely. Love is hard and it will not allow your pride to survive. It is the crossroads where you decide it is of more worth to value another person and their needs than to be right, heard or important.
I have not always been true to this. It is no easy task, but then real love wouldn't be so powerful unless it was a thing deep and high, something that enfolds all. Love has jurisdiction in both a kind word and a profound sacrifice.
Sometimes, people we can influence enter our lives and we spoil this opportunity. We use our power to wound instead of encourage. As I look at my sleeping husband, I know he is in my life for a reason. He is a...
Well I was having a look at the Mage's Guild and I thought, well if they can have a mages guild. How about Ahnatep have an assassins guild, No real killing off of pc's but threads about killing people and things to do with that. Maybe different branches of the guild. I will need two leaders along with myself and it will be based in Ahnatep, the temporary headquarters being my home. The leaders must either have a skill in weapons, poison or negotiating.
So many people tell me that you have a wonderful character sheet, but who are you anyway? Why can I no longer hear your voice? I want to hear your voice once again.
Hi! I found Mizahar on Google, as my friend had recommended role playing online to me because I LOVE fiction and fantasy books; I read ALL the time! I'm not going to tell my real name right now, so you can call me Natalie! I could really use some help getting started, and would someone PLEASE explain the twenty different races to me?!
I'd like to try making a blog here. I really have no idea what that means, I've never done it before. But I'm willing to give it a shot. And have no idea what to write about, so just to have a first post I'm going to write about myself. Not Thundiirn, I do plenty of that on this site, but me. It's rather easy to swirl the two into one, since we're quite similar in many ways, but I'd like to separate that here and talk about just Luke (that's my real name, if that didn't make sense to everyone).
My life feels rather insane right now, nearly overwhelmingly so. So much has happened since I got to college that the high school me feels like a distant shadow, impossible to reach or even relate to anymore. He was a much simpler Luke, and sometimes I miss that. He never would have dreamed of dropping out of college, and yet here I am sitting at home applying to jobs with "high school diploma preferred" on the application until I can get employed and pay my own rent.
I have total faith that this will turn out just as I want it to, and don't regret doing it whatsoever. My friends tend to tell me I have ridiculously high levels of confidence and optimism, and its the result of years of trusting my instinct and it (almost) always working out. Always when it really counts. I trust myself, and though there is a great deal of negative stigma typically associated with dropping out of college, especially around here (people at my school take classes over the summers at Harvard because its easier there than our programs are), I view it as the right choice right now. It would take pages and pages to explain exactly why, but luckily I already know, and that's all that truly matters to me.
That's not to say I'm not scared. I'm terrified. I don't honestly know where this will lead. If I'm wrong, I'll have given myself a serious set-back in life. The unknown is always scary. But it's also what makes life fun and worth living ...