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November 2009 
What do people really want?
Posted on Mar 25th, 2009
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Sings to Eagles
Sings to Eagles
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for March 25, 2009:
To be loved, to be accepted, to be appreciated. And I am not sure if most people really know this, but they foremost want to be loved, accepted and appreciated by themselves.
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Oooohhhh…this is a tricky one for me.
I know I have those qualities in large quantities….I feel the love, acceptance and appreciate in my life.
I 'want' to be total….I 'want' to go so deep in msyelf, in another…I 'want' to be wild, known, played with, held, laugh….I 'want' to cry, feel emotions totally….I want to run wild. Living as an American has been very difficult for me. The Straight Jacket is a hard-fit!
Oh, I want, I want, I want…….
I want someone to play with! that will and can play!
So now I go….I go play with my children….play with the husband! I want to play!!!!!
And share!!!!
O, Sajan! Thank you!
Much Love,
Cheyenne
Oh Cheyenne,
You couldn't of said it much better! I agree! You echo my life!
Thankyou David
Love
Craig
Thank you Cheyenne and Craig!
Wild and free without the required western straight jacket attire, that's heaven to me :)
I wanna play!
Hiya, Craig! David! Jeremiah sent this to me. It's Rumi. He writes:
“Out Beyond Ideas of Wrongdoing and Rightdoing,
There is A Field. I’ll Meet You There.
When The Soul Lies Down In That Grass,
The World Is Too Full To Talk About.
Ideas, Language, Even the Phrase Each Other
Doesn’t Make Any Sense.”
Ah, Yes! (ok, that's me)
I definitely feel serious about the problems the world faces. And I do concern myself to give. Yet, we need balance! So little play in the world!
Thank Jeremiah!
This might not be Rumi, but it's playful!
Child in You
Oh beautiful Girl
playful, sassy
let me run with you
through the towering pines
our cares
left amid our footprints
let me dance with you
among the flowers
we will spin and float
in dizzy flight
with the hummingbirds
and butterflies
we will sing and laugh
until our breath is gone
we tumble and roll
down the gentle grassy hills
we swim and splash
in cool clear rivers
then we lie, our hair in the sand
watch the clouds come to life
count the colors of the rainbow
in the setting sun
then sleep under the stars
that wink and giggle at our dreams
David S. Bell