The holidays are near when I examine conscience and accomplishments of the past year. Since this past year, all I accomplished was chemotherapy and radiation that’s kind of a wash but in my journey for meaning I came across a message from the Buddha that resonates. Seems the bellied one has six rules of love. Duchess Dolls love each and every one.
“If you truly loved yourself, you could never hurt another.” Ponder that as you reflect on Paris and what you say about the other political party. Except Hillary’s pantsuits. Those are always fair game.
“Peace comes from within. Do not seek it without.” Truer words my friend. The only problem comes when within is dark, scary and a little twisted. Then watch American Horror Story and know you’re not nearly as bad as you think.
“Love the whole world as a mother loves her only child.” If each of us could treat others in just this perfect way, there would be nothing but smiles and joy and beautiful shoes for everyone.
“Whatever words we utter should be chosen with care for people will hear them and be influenced by them for good or ill.” I should shut up now.
“Hatred does not cease through hate at any time. Hatred ceases through love.” Use your love for its highest purpose. Never use it as weaponry.
“Happiness will never come to those who fail to appreciate that which they already have.” Preach. That’s why every so often you should sit on the floor of your closet surrounded by all your best sheath dresses and shoes and just ponder how blessed you are to be surrounded by such beauty. And sales at Zappo’s.
Truly, my dolls, you know your love is all-powerful. This weekend, spread that shit around.