Who has your heart?

“Anger, resentment and jealousy doesn’t change the heart of others– it only changes yours.”
― Shannon L. Alder

As each hand tugged slowly at her heart she felt herself slowly losing a portion of it to each one of them. She struggled to stay sane but anger from hurt wouldn’t allow her to walk away free. She would not allow anyone new into her heart because she was still holding onto the resentment from the anger she felt toward those who did her wrong. Her jealousy raged because she tried to do right and everything still did not go as she hoped. So she looked on in envy wondering why they got what she thought she deserved. They had her heart on strings like a puppet.

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So much was going on and she could not figure out exactly who had her heart. Did she give it to one that made her angry? Did she give it to the people she loved so much but now resented just as much? Did she give it to the people she wanted to mimic because she thought they had it going on? Did she leave it behind the wall that she built so she would not get hurt again? Did she lose it playing a game of Russian Roulette? Did she give it away trying to please someone else? It became a questionable game to her!

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She asked herself question after question and the only answer that made any sense was she lost it when she gave it to the highest bidder. At that point she finally figured out she was forever changed because she no longer was the owner of her heart. “It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind.”
― نجيب محفوظ  If you are questioning your decision then maybe it was not the best one!

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Windows

“Don’t throw stones at your neighbors if your own windows are glass.”

Benjamin Franklin

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Windows

I use to play a game called “I spy” with my little eyes…

One of my favorite memories of my childhood was our big picture window

It had a two way view

You can see me

Or I could see you

Sometimes it was dirty

Sometimes it was clean

But it didn’t stop me from looking it just shifted my view of how I could see

Each time I looked out of the window I made the decision to choose which set of eyes I would use in that moment:

Piercing eyes

Judging eyes

Emphatic Eyes

Crossed Eyes

Rolling Eyes

Condemning Eyes

Loving Eyes

Forgiving Eyes

Sometimes we tend to look through our windows with the wrong mindset

We all have windows in our lives so be careful of the stones you toss

Remember some glass is very fragile and easily broken

And some you can toss a rock off of and it will bounce right off

But either way in the end it will come back and hit you

Food for thought

Shades/blinds are also directional…what is behind your shade?

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