Lessons From My Life…

July 25, 2012 § Leave a comment

LOVE ❤

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Hello from The WombRoom HQ!

(By HQ I am simply referring to my wonderfully sumptuous king size bed,  which I fully intend to lounge around in all day! Although I will be writing posts, sending emails, arranging meetings and eating cake, oh! and a large amount of cherries!)

This week I have been thinking about cherries, their symbolism and beauty.

Symbols of womanhood and fertility can be found all around us, in architecture, in art but most frequently within nature. Often cherries are  used to symbolise fertility, rebirth and new beginnings. In Japan, where cherry blossoms are the national flower, the cherry represents beauty, courtesy and modesty.

The ancient Chinese regarded the fruit as a symbol of immortality.
One Chinese legend, tells of the goddess, Xi Wang Mu, in whose garden, “the cherries of immortality ripen,” every thousand years.

I’m not sure about immortality but beauty, courtesy and modesty are all characteristics attributed to…

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Male Egos

July 25, 2012 § Leave a comment

Auli

 

I believe, when you treat…

July 25, 2012 § Leave a comment

I believe, when you treat a woman like a QUEEN, she will never hesitate to treat you like a KING.

Auli

 

Act Like A Lady and Think Like A Lady

July 18, 2012 § Leave a comment

 

 

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Ladies, ladies, stop right there. I know, Steve Harvey did a great job writing Act Like A Lady Think Like A Man. It’s great, bravo. Although most of the things he said, are nowhere near biased, I feel like is a trick. He wrote the book as if fathoming men is easy. As if, as women, are the complicated ones. Half true, we tend to manipulate certain situations into something they are not. I get it, we can get carried away at times and build up non-existent scenarios into our heads. Making us behave as if those scenarios we’ve built due to rage have really happened. At one point, reading this book made me feel like an airhead. Mr Harvey pointed out a few things that I did agree with. I’ll probably never mention it due to pride.

I got a few things for the ladies; do not waste your time trying to think like a man, I doubt it’ll get you anywhere. I tried it and found myself getting irritated at my own thoughts. Crazy! Men aren’t superheroes; we shouldn’t always have to rely on them the way society think we’re ought to. I have seen women who are in draining relationships that sucked the energy out of them. They feel trapped and enslaved by love. Screaming to be rescued, asking the same questions. Why do they love that monster? Every woman has a breaking point. I pray for those women, I pray they find self love

We should be our own superheroes at all times. Always be prepared to rescue ourselves, especially when lonesome knocks. Know when to say ‘enough is enough’ when it comes to sour relationships. If happy ending means being on your own, be on your own. Focus on yourself. Focus on being better at what you do and believe in. The energy being wasted on a guy who probably don’t care about you, could be energy used on chasing your dreams. The best relationship we could conduct is the ones with self. Self love is priceless.

Okay, if you’re reading this thinking ‘this girl is chatting utmost shit’ that’s okay. It is fine, shit happens

 

Okay, if you’re reading this thinking ‘this girl is chatting utmost shit’ that’s okay. It is fine, shit happens

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Act Like A Lady and Think Like A Lady

July 18, 2012 § Leave a comment

 

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Okay, if you’re reading this thinking ‘this girl is chatting utmost shit’ that’s okay. It is fine, shit happens

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Nostalgié

July 18, 2012 § Leave a comment

I am stuck between the era I’m from and the era I wished I were from. This fascination scares me lol I find myself fantasising over the Men and women  from the 40’s to early 90’s. The culture and everything else seemed so unforced. So free and natural. Maybe im being biased due to my fascination. Seems like nothing had a care in the world back then. Now, I feel surrounded by impostors and fakery. So sad *hangs shoulders in shame*
The nostalgia of being in Paris in 1920’s , visiting Claude Monet’s art, live. Just the chance to observe him from a far would have been a cherished moment. The haste of being born prematurely, just two years before Salvador Dali’s death (1989). Dude died quite soon. I was so close to witnessing him in 3D. I can’t fathom these urges and obsession with historian artists/writers/actors/actresses that existed before my grandmother Laura dreamt of being birthed. I just love it. Maybe is the greed of the knowledge of understanding what was once real. What was once huge that slipped away. Those eras were golden, the eras after that were silver and now… I guess we’re stuck on the 29th element of the periodic table.

Ive learnt that…

July 11, 2012 § Leave a comment

Ive learnt that.. Harbouring a lot of resentment towards somebody is a waste of time. I am way too hasty for that. That time spent harbouring, could be time spent bettering yourself. Fixing what’s out of place, and trying to fathom the reason for their actions is useless. You will not get anything but more resentment. 

I, as a person have been making a lot of mistakes lately. Whether they’re subconsciously or intentionally. I’ve lost a lot of people in the past which made it harder for me to let anybody in. Even though i want to, but something always lingers at the back my mind. I feel as though, when I let somebody in, their position in my life will not be permanent. I feel as though, one of us will probably fuck up. And they will eventually waltz out leaving an enormous wound that will clash with the healing process.