Book: The witch of Portobello

I have always been convinced that women have an uncanny ability to know what is happening in the soul of men. All of them witches.

We are what we inform about yourself!

... the simpler and humbler posture, the more beautiful it will be in the end, despite the fact that at first seem uncomfortable.

I don't know the steps. Work a lot, trembling over his son, dancing like crazy... he Studied art of calligraphy, went to the courses of realtors, avidly read... and all of that, that every moment was occupied with something, because these spaces give me a terrifying void where not a grain of love. My parents did everything for me, and I think that never cease to disappoint them.

In desire there is always a certain incompleteness. For filled, it ceases to be desire.

Changes occur only when we go against that, counter to what was used.

Can you resist a day, a week, a few years, but in the end we still doomed to the loss. The flesh is still alive, and the soul will sooner or later get a deadly blow.

One day... I took courage, and asked Athena a question tormenting me: why is she so calmly accepted my decision to leave her?
- Because he used all his life to endure suffering in silence, she said.

Everyone is looking for the perfect mentor, and it happens that the divine wisdom utters by the mouth of mortal men to understand and accept this can be very difficult.

Try to find composure in those moments when you feel most insignificant of people.

Did nothing to convince. When you don't know something - ask or fuck myself. But, in doing that, and be like a silently flowing river, open energy.
Believe, just believe.
Believe that you can.
Initially, you will remain in confusion and disarray. Then come to the conclusion that everyone thinks are cheating. All people, no matter how much is on the ground tend to assume the worst: all fear illness, invasion, attack, death - so try to restore their lost joy of life.
Be bright.
Reprogram yourself so that you continually came to mind only such thoughts which will force you to grow. If you fall into a rage or confusion, try myself to laugh at yourself. Laugh, laughing over this anxious, depressed, sad woman, confident that her problems are the most important. Laugh at this absurd situation, for you is a manifestation of the Mother. And still believe that God is a person, the following rules. In actual fact, a large part of our problems comes down to this - the need to follow the rules.
Focus.

You're in what you believe. Not worth repeating, as anyone who believes in "positive thinking" that you're loved, that full of energy or abilities. It is not necessary to repeat it to yourself, because you already know this. And if you suddenly questioned, - I think that at this stage, doubts must arise quite often, you do what I asked you. Instead of trying to convince yourself that you're better than you think, just laugh. Laugh at your worries and anxieties, your insecurities. With humor you'll have to fits of anguish. It will be difficult at first, but gradually get used to it.
Now turn around and go forward to all those who thinks you know everything. Convince themselves they are right - because we all know everything, just it is necessary to believe.
Believe.

What will give is what you get - though sometimes not from where wait.

- I want everything. You want brutality and tenderness. Want to disturb the neighbors, and then try to calm them down. And woman in bed I don't need. We need men, real men - like you, for example. Let love me or use me, it doesn't matter - my love is more than that. I want to love freely and let all who are around, to behave the same way.

If the man we, in fact, barely know will call us to say a few words, saying nothing, for nothing hinting, but it is thus giving us attention so seldom that we receive, we are quite able to fall in love with him and that night to be in bed with him. Yes, we are, and nothing wrong with that: in the nature of women - easy to unfold towards love.

Everything is always changing for the better, then to change for the worse.