Blagor ženskam, Alenka Rebula

Sarah McLachlan - Angel (with lyrics)

Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always some reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh a beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
oh and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe
in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here..

no...in seveda spet gruntam...da iščemo angele v drugih, ki nam bi pokazal angele u nas...sam se mi zdi, da ne gre tko...da mormo najt angela najprej u sep, potem šele ga lahko začnemo odkrivat u drugih...to znajo pa redki, res redki..use ostalo je beg...

the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe
in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees..

Mnoge odrasle ženske prej ali slej z bolečino zaslutijo, da ne morejo začutiti ljubezni do sebe. Morda so si pridobile poklicno samozavest in neodvisnost, a to je vse kaj drugega kot ljubezen. Druge so upale, da bo osrečujoče, toplo občutenje sebe nastopilo kot stranski učinek plemenitega, velikodušnega življenja.
Toda naša ljubezen do sebe je nenadomestljiva. Nalog, ki jih opravlja za nas, ni mogoče zaupati nikomur. Ljubiti sebe s pristno, močno in zvesto ljubeznijo je veliko več kot imeti dobro samopodobo. Pomeni biti sposobne, da predano in goreče skrbimo zase in da se počutimo na varnem v svojih(!) rokah...

Alenka rebula, Blagor ženskam

Most people see the problem of love primarily as that of BEING LOVED, rather than of LOVING, of one's capacity to love. Hence the problem to them is how to be loved, how to be lovable.

A second premise behind the attitude that there is nothing to be learned about love is the assumption that the problem of love is the problem of the OBJECT, rather than of FACULTY; people think that to love is simple, but to find the right object to love - or to be loved by - is difficult Fromm, the art of loving