#1: We aren’t flying into nowhere

Hello. My name for all purposes of this blog is Silly Dove.  I think it may be your name too, you graceful, lost woman. 

I know you because I am you.  Let me explain further by saying, I understand you. 

I want to commune with you because I have a knowledge that you need.  It is a knowledge you seek, but have trouble truly grasping because you would rather look straight ahead like the crowd, than up like the few.  

I know this, because I know you.

Yes you, you gorgeous thing so concerned with being gorgeous.  In whatever way this manifests.  The 21st century world demands a beautiful, provocative photo.  Posted to some currently popular social media app. 

I know you. 

But the likes are not enough because you are aware enough of your inner grace.  The same grace that attracts both good and bad men to you (even though you really like the bad ones.) Your evident and curious inner beauty calls for cultivation, but often suffers under the hand of a mediocre man who discovered you under your desire to be seen in the wrong way.  

So see you we do, falling into the hands of lustful men, shrewdly analyzing the best way to solidify your position that you may not be set free by whomever you choose to love.

Being set free is your largest concern, but not solely for your hearts sake, but because your ego is not at all considerate of your mind. Your ego is larger than your heart and mind, actually.  Causing you to fall into a tailspin of petty and silly behavior similar to the women whom you consider to be beneath you. 

I know you. You silly dove.  See, I told you I did. 

But do you know me?  I am a woman such like you.  And I cannot stand you for the same reasons anymore than I can stand myself.  You parade around with your innate inner knowledge; yet you choose not to apply it for comforts sake.  BUT inside you know the destruction that awaits you. Actually, you just fly right into it. Consequences expected, and welcomed. Hey, at least you “learned something”. 

You mask whom you truly are, obscure what you truly deserve, for the sake of fitting in.  Hey, it is much easier than demanding to be respected. THIS, I will challenge because just like you, I know the destiny that awaits you if you stop looking at the crowd for answers, and you start flying toward the sky.  I want you to change because your future depends upon it. 

I know you. And because now you know that I do.  Now you must, trust me to take you somewhere else. 

We are not flying into nowhere. 

So let’s go.