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	<title>Kymberlee della Luce &#124; Blog</title>
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	<description>my journey to personal truth</description>
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		<title>love, worth, and other stuff that can make a girl crazy</title>
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Here are a few things I&#8217;ve learned these past months/years/lifetimes:
Our lovability/worth/value/ is not dependent on:
The way we look.
How much money we have.
The number of people who &#8220;like&#8221; our page on Facebook.
The number of friends on Facebook.
The number of people who visit our blog, comment or &#8220;favorite&#8221; something.
Whether our work is published.
Whether we have a &#8220;following&#8221;.
The [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.kymberleedellaluce.com/blog/?p=428</link>
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		<title>a polished stone</title>
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This has been one of the most painful, difficult years of my life.  So much has fallen away.  I have experienced great loss and betrayal.  In the midst of this, I have not only been learning what love really is and what it feels like to forgive at a deep level but [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.kymberleedellaluce.com/blog/?p=425</link>
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		<title>farewell</title>
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As a final farewell to each man I have loved and lost&#8211;whether by your deceit or mine, your projection or mine, your fears or mine&#8211;I offer this poem by Lord Byron.  
Today, I choose love and truth.  Today, I choose joy.
        WHEN WE TWO PARTED
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		<link>http://www.kymberleedellaluce.com/blog/?p=422</link>
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		<title>you make me feel</title>
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perfection
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		<link>http://www.kymberleedellaluce.com/blog/?p=420</link>
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		<title>this overflow</title>
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I could not have known what love is
if I had never felt this longing.
Anything done to excess
becomes boring except this overflow
that moves toward you.  ~Rumi
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		<link>http://www.kymberleedellaluce.com/blog/?p=418</link>
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		<title>the magnificent space</title>
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Antistrophes
by Rainer Maria Rilke
Ah, Women, that you should be moving
here, among us, grief-filled,
no more protected than we, and nevertheless
able to bless like the blessed.
From what realm,
when your beloved appears,
do you take the future?
More than will ever be.
One who knows distances
out to the outermost star
is astonished when he discovers
the magnificent space in your hearts.
How, in the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.kymberleedellaluce.com/blog/?p=410</link>
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		<title>going all the way</title>
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&#8220;If you&#8217;re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don&#8217;t start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery&#8211;isolation. Isolation [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.kymberleedellaluce.com/blog/?p=405</link>
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		<title>fantasy life &#124; real life</title>
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My friend recently did some writing about her &#8220;fantasy career&#8221; and encouraged me to do the same.  The idea is to get yourself in the feeling space of what you want so you can bring more of it into your life.  I like the idea but I&#8217;m not sure it works for me. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.kymberleedellaluce.com/blog/?p=400</link>
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		<title>sometimes</title>
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Sometimes I want to go back to being little.
Sometimes I regret too many things.
Sometimes I want to lick everything.
Sometimes I don’t know who I really am.
Sometimes I don’t give a fuck.
Sometimes it isn’t easy for me to be honest about my truest feelings.  (Sometimes)
Sometimes I am in awe of everything.
Sometimes I protect myself in [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.kymberleedellaluce.com/blog/?p=396</link>
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		<title>not so good at being &#8220;good&#8221;</title>
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I&#8217;m realizing that I am always pushing against something in my life.  It&#8217;s either my nature or some kind of curse but it&#8217;s real for me.  One thing I know for sure is that I wasn&#8217;t put on this earth to fit into someone&#8217;s little box.  I don&#8217;t fit well into small [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.kymberleedellaluce.com/blog/?p=393</link>
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