The night of mystery... and while pondering of ghosts and ghouls is interesting, I find myself thinking of the mysteries of what this blog should be!
I sometimes think I do a whole lot of preaching over here. And as the days are going by - I am finding more and more people quoting my own blogs back to me with what I said in x blog on day y! While I am very happy that my thoughts are seeping into someones mind... I wonder how to explain why I sometimes can't follow my own advice!
But I am growing as a person I guess.. and my thoughts here are my beliefs, and I guess while they do live in my mind, by voicing them here is to help me remember what I want to be and how I want to face my own shortcomings or just lessons I see from others mistakes.
I remember being younger and believing in the idea of every moment having a life of its own. If you think about it, what is life but a moment? This moment you are in - that you are reading this and I am typing this - this is the moment we're alive. We are feeling sensations in our minds, bodies, the Earth around you is alive, you have taken a breath of air - that filled you up. That one moment I was talking about a moment ago - is now a moment of past :) Confusing enough?!
Well back to my point - if life is nothing but a string of moments, then technically we should be able to live any life we want within each moment. Give every series of moments the chance to complete its purpose. Okay... time for a "momentary" pause!
I am not sure what todays blog is about.. but I think it's just accepting I guess, that by knowing what to do, by trying to live in the moment, by being spontaneous but responsible, having reckless abandon but without crazy consequences... being happy without complete fulfillment, to live with choices beyond your control... to keep waking up and facing the day, letting time take you through its roller coaster, keeping track of yourself, holding on, letting go - loving, releasing - its a huge balancing act that goes on throughout our lives, albeit in the tiniest of moments. And you know something, in its crazy imperfect logic - in its own ways that make absolutely no sense - life is beautiful... and if life is but a moment, I am glad I am sharing this one with you :)
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
You
Day 56
Th sun lights up the color in your eyes
My reflection dances in it
In your projector of dreams
I look closer and see myself
Could that be me?
Could I be that beautiful?
- RKS
You know how they say, when you look at something long enough, even perfect wouldn't stand a chance? Having to live with yourself day in and day out - we sometimes so easily dwell on our shortcomings and inabilities. We are unable to see ourselves as creatures of beauty and light. By staring at ourselves with scrutiny and thought - over analyzing yourself, punishing yourself for mistakes, unable to forgive, we end up killing our own spirit.
We can be incredibly judgmental, putting us on trial for not being well, perfect. Funny thing is, we would never let anyone else treat us that way - you would feel "wronged" by that person - yet it's okay if we do it to ourselves.
If we could all see ourselves from another point of view - you might be amazed by what you see. As my little snippet above says - sometimes when you see yourself through the eyes of someone who loves you, you might be blown away.
So as I keep saying - celebrate yourself.
My reflection dances in it
In your projector of dreams
I look closer and see myself
Could that be me?
Could I be that beautiful?
- RKS
You know how they say, when you look at something long enough, even perfect wouldn't stand a chance? Having to live with yourself day in and day out - we sometimes so easily dwell on our shortcomings and inabilities. We are unable to see ourselves as creatures of beauty and light. By staring at ourselves with scrutiny and thought - over analyzing yourself, punishing yourself for mistakes, unable to forgive, we end up killing our own spirit.
We can be incredibly judgmental, putting us on trial for not being well, perfect. Funny thing is, we would never let anyone else treat us that way - you would feel "wronged" by that person - yet it's okay if we do it to ourselves.
If we could all see ourselves from another point of view - you might be amazed by what you see. As my little snippet above says - sometimes when you see yourself through the eyes of someone who loves you, you might be blown away.
So as I keep saying - celebrate yourself.
Monday, October 29, 2012
Eye of the Storm Part 2
Day 55
The worst of the fury seems to have passed or perhaps we really are in the "eye" of the storm :)
Nature can have such a brutal force - while it is scary and dangerous, there is something hypnotic and beautiful about it. Perhaps even poetic... the intensity of crashing waves, the howling wind, the slashing rain. The orchestra of Nature as she takes center stage - demanding to be noticed, stopping everything in its track - drawing you into her performance.
There are so many emotions we go through in our own limited beings - which seem just as catastrophic as a storms wrath. I guess to protect ourselves from the power which can wash us away - we build walls. Everyone at some point gets hurt - and while you learn from it and you try to go out there and try again, the hurt leaves behind a residue of fear. Fear in turn builds these walls. They keep people with their different intentions at bay I guess.. But they also keep that crazy force of emotion - like a hurricane building up - on the inside.
The strength of your walls, draw from your inner self - and when we get hurt, when we get scared, when we don't deal with things - they all get trapped inside there, drawing more and more of you into the walls. The walls need to be stronger, the higher the risk.
Well just like a hurricane or cyclone, or tsunami can't be stopped - there is only so much of pent up energy we can keep. There is only so much of hurt we can hold on to, and so much of fear we can surround ourselves with. It drains us of something or the other. But once the storm hits, the majestic power has passed - when the rains subside, the winds calms down - there is peace.
There will be debris - a lot of mending up to do. But now the damage can be seen, the worst is over - we can rebuild, we can recreate... the walls become permeable to hope.
Nature can have such a brutal force - while it is scary and dangerous, there is something hypnotic and beautiful about it. Perhaps even poetic... the intensity of crashing waves, the howling wind, the slashing rain. The orchestra of Nature as she takes center stage - demanding to be noticed, stopping everything in its track - drawing you into her performance.
There are so many emotions we go through in our own limited beings - which seem just as catastrophic as a storms wrath. I guess to protect ourselves from the power which can wash us away - we build walls. Everyone at some point gets hurt - and while you learn from it and you try to go out there and try again, the hurt leaves behind a residue of fear. Fear in turn builds these walls. They keep people with their different intentions at bay I guess.. But they also keep that crazy force of emotion - like a hurricane building up - on the inside.
The strength of your walls, draw from your inner self - and when we get hurt, when we get scared, when we don't deal with things - they all get trapped inside there, drawing more and more of you into the walls. The walls need to be stronger, the higher the risk.
Well just like a hurricane or cyclone, or tsunami can't be stopped - there is only so much of pent up energy we can keep. There is only so much of hurt we can hold on to, and so much of fear we can surround ourselves with. It drains us of something or the other. But once the storm hits, the majestic power has passed - when the rains subside, the winds calms down - there is peace.
There will be debris - a lot of mending up to do. But now the damage can be seen, the worst is over - we can rebuild, we can recreate... the walls become permeable to hope.
Eye of the Storm - part 1
Day 54
So in the middle of a storm which is affecting my blogging :)
I know I am running a little behind and will catch up. Was strange yesterday - I had this weird reaction to some kind of pepper. As a result my fingertips were on fire - panifully so and it hurt really bad to even type. So I wrapped my hands in ice and tried to distract myself. It got me thinking though (as most things do!) How my hands are the bearer of my thoughts and how I am disconnected from this medium without it.
It's an interesting idea isn't it - you think with your mind, but to communicate here - I am using my hands.. my fingers are moving to the rhythm of my words that are drumming in my head. My arms supporting my fingers, my eyes loyally focusing.. and all to relay a thought, a floating thought which cannot be held, which cannot have life in any medium... unless my hands will it.
Through this medium - that fleeting thought gains life - it has purpose, has deliverance... and perhaps even, immortality :)
Let me post this now - power is flickering, will continue later...
I know I am running a little behind and will catch up. Was strange yesterday - I had this weird reaction to some kind of pepper. As a result my fingertips were on fire - panifully so and it hurt really bad to even type. So I wrapped my hands in ice and tried to distract myself. It got me thinking though (as most things do!) How my hands are the bearer of my thoughts and how I am disconnected from this medium without it.
It's an interesting idea isn't it - you think with your mind, but to communicate here - I am using my hands.. my fingers are moving to the rhythm of my words that are drumming in my head. My arms supporting my fingers, my eyes loyally focusing.. and all to relay a thought, a floating thought which cannot be held, which cannot have life in any medium... unless my hands will it.
Through this medium - that fleeting thought gains life - it has purpose, has deliverance... and perhaps even, immortality :)
Let me post this now - power is flickering, will continue later...
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Exchange
Day 53
Tread with care - the ground is young...
The steps you walk with will leave behind its print
Speak with care the letters on your tongue
The words you speak will leave behind its print...
The way we perceive things, believe in things - is sometimes so dependent on the words we hear. A lot of betrayal happens because of the words we hear and believe in.. and what break us up too are words.
So much of communication is based on words. What would we do if we took words away... if there was no way to just say "i love you" or "I am sorry" - if there was no diction to express what you felt. Your eyes would talk.. your body language, your hands, your behavior. There is so much expression inside of us which we leave untapped.
I think there is so much we could convey sometimes without saying anything at all. There is meaning in silence, meaning in moments when words don't need to state what is felt. There is so much more we perceive sometimes because of the words associated to it. If a bad thing happens and I am able to label it with an even worse word - all of its associations get tagged on to it.
When you are told you are loved - love itself has its own meanings to it and you imagine the other person to be feeling that way. When someone gives a feeling a name through a word - we imagine they must be having a certain kind of sensation as we have equally given a particular sensation the same name.
I always feel the truest communication happens when you don't try to - it's always there for you to tap into. Listen with your body, with your senses, your vibes, your feelings - you already have a full system tuned for listening. And in the same way be aware of yourself and the signs you are giving out. Mirror your intentions in your actions.. and when you do try to use words to describe what you feel - choose them with care...
The steps you walk with will leave behind its print
Speak with care the letters on your tongue
The words you speak will leave behind its print...
The way we perceive things, believe in things - is sometimes so dependent on the words we hear. A lot of betrayal happens because of the words we hear and believe in.. and what break us up too are words.
So much of communication is based on words. What would we do if we took words away... if there was no way to just say "i love you" or "I am sorry" - if there was no diction to express what you felt. Your eyes would talk.. your body language, your hands, your behavior. There is so much expression inside of us which we leave untapped.
I think there is so much we could convey sometimes without saying anything at all. There is meaning in silence, meaning in moments when words don't need to state what is felt. There is so much more we perceive sometimes because of the words associated to it. If a bad thing happens and I am able to label it with an even worse word - all of its associations get tagged on to it.
When you are told you are loved - love itself has its own meanings to it and you imagine the other person to be feeling that way. When someone gives a feeling a name through a word - we imagine they must be having a certain kind of sensation as we have equally given a particular sensation the same name.
I always feel the truest communication happens when you don't try to - it's always there for you to tap into. Listen with your body, with your senses, your vibes, your feelings - you already have a full system tuned for listening. And in the same way be aware of yourself and the signs you are giving out. Mirror your intentions in your actions.. and when you do try to use words to describe what you feel - choose them with care...
The Invitation
Day 52
Thought I would share a poem today - there are so many amazing writers out there. It's amazing how each can create their own magic in their own style. This is one very thought provoking poem which I really love. It has unpretentious verse and bluntness in style which is sometimes what breaks through all the pretenses. It;s going into a room full of people and "being sociable". We ask all the question - where do you live, what do you do - opinions about the moon, politics, science. But when we are making friends or getting to know someone - is that what matters? Well this poem really speaks on its own - so here it is:
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for,
And if you dare to dream of meeting
Your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
For love, for your dream,
For the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon.
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow,
If you have been opened by life's betrayals,
Or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain,
Mine or your own,
Without moving
To hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy,
Mine or your own,
If you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
Without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself,
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
I want to know if you can be faithless and therefore be trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty
Even when it is not pretty every day,
And if you can source your own life
From its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure,
Yours and mine,
And still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes!"
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair,
Weary and bruised to the bone,
And do what needs to be done for the children.
It doesn't interest me who you are, how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
In the center of the fire with me
And not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
From the inside
When all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone
With yourself,
And if you truly like the company you keep
In the empty moments.
- Oriah Mountain Dreamer
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for,
And if you dare to dream of meeting
Your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
For love, for your dream,
For the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon.
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow,
If you have been opened by life's betrayals,
Or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain,
Mine or your own,
Without moving
To hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy,
Mine or your own,
If you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
Without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself,
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
I want to know if you can be faithless and therefore be trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty
Even when it is not pretty every day,
And if you can source your own life
From its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure,
Yours and mine,
And still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes!"
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair,
Weary and bruised to the bone,
And do what needs to be done for the children.
It doesn't interest me who you are, how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
In the center of the fire with me
And not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
From the inside
When all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone
With yourself,
And if you truly like the company you keep
In the empty moments.
- Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Wild
Day 51
There is a part of us that awakens in the most unlikely of manners when we are faced with a threat. Whether it is an immediate threat to yours or your loved ones safety or security, or whether it is a potential threat that you are perceiving.
No matter how much you contemplate how you would behave in a certain situation - it is your basic human instinct which takes over at that moment. When danger is in front of you - will you give your friends/family a half hearted attempted to rescue and make a run for it, or will you put your own survival at stake for others? How far would you go to eliminate someone you think can wreak havoc on something you feel possessive on.
This reaction to the unknown, to the situations which raise irrational fears and threaten your comfort areas - it is very interesting. It breaks everything down in just a few seconds or minutes. You can realize your own priorities, your level of feeling for someone, discover your inner insanity which can come out of nowhere. Where does it come from? Why does insecurity bring out the worst of us...
There are a million shades to the human mind - there are endless doubts and inner goals we set for ourselves. I guess there is also fear of losing that which we have attained.. you protect what you love, you fight for what you cherish... Somewhere there is a line which when crossed takes us to our inner animal side. It becomes about territory and order of the pack... your cub at risk, a potential mistress luring your mate.. this can only be resolved one way... crouch low and get ready for the lunge...
No matter how much you contemplate how you would behave in a certain situation - it is your basic human instinct which takes over at that moment. When danger is in front of you - will you give your friends/family a half hearted attempted to rescue and make a run for it, or will you put your own survival at stake for others? How far would you go to eliminate someone you think can wreak havoc on something you feel possessive on.
This reaction to the unknown, to the situations which raise irrational fears and threaten your comfort areas - it is very interesting. It breaks everything down in just a few seconds or minutes. You can realize your own priorities, your level of feeling for someone, discover your inner insanity which can come out of nowhere. Where does it come from? Why does insecurity bring out the worst of us...
There are a million shades to the human mind - there are endless doubts and inner goals we set for ourselves. I guess there is also fear of losing that which we have attained.. you protect what you love, you fight for what you cherish... Somewhere there is a line which when crossed takes us to our inner animal side. It becomes about territory and order of the pack... your cub at risk, a potential mistress luring your mate.. this can only be resolved one way... crouch low and get ready for the lunge...
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Didi
Day 50
Music in the corridor, the sound of craft paper, the excitement of a new adventure, the rush of games, getting dressed up... there are so many wonderful memories which flood into my mind when I think of the childhood I shared with my sister. I remember being so in awe of her - she has always been the most beautiful girl I knew. Always looked so pretty, the right colors, the perfect make up, gorgeous hair - even when she went through a neon green phase - she was so beautiful to me!
I swear, she has the answer to any question/problem I can come up with. Be it the smallest obstacle in the kitchen, to planning a wedding in a month or coming up with amazing ideas to make a crappy room look beautiful! I suspect she has some pixie dust hidden somewhere - somehow she always sees everything, a little bit more clearer, with just a little bit more creativity than the rest of us.
Growing older, she has helped me make sense of my own fears. A huge part of me feeling I can do anything I put my mind to is because of her. She leads me by example, she motivates me so much to never fear hard work, to never fear failure. To never be afraid of trying or letting the world drag you down.
She's the kind of person you meet and you suddenly have endless energy, you pick up where you left off, like not even a minute has passed by. For me, its the immediate re connection to home, to your safety net.
Didi, my confidant, my closest friend, my soul sister... You and I aren't easy to describe, even though we both know! And today being your special day, I really am at a loss on what I could possibly give you when you give me so much everyday. So I thought, I would give you this - a gift of my words.
You are still the most beautiful person I know, inside and out. Happy birthday!
I swear, she has the answer to any question/problem I can come up with. Be it the smallest obstacle in the kitchen, to planning a wedding in a month or coming up with amazing ideas to make a crappy room look beautiful! I suspect she has some pixie dust hidden somewhere - somehow she always sees everything, a little bit more clearer, with just a little bit more creativity than the rest of us.
Growing older, she has helped me make sense of my own fears. A huge part of me feeling I can do anything I put my mind to is because of her. She leads me by example, she motivates me so much to never fear hard work, to never fear failure. To never be afraid of trying or letting the world drag you down.
She's the kind of person you meet and you suddenly have endless energy, you pick up where you left off, like not even a minute has passed by. For me, its the immediate re connection to home, to your safety net.
Didi, my confidant, my closest friend, my soul sister... You and I aren't easy to describe, even though we both know! And today being your special day, I really am at a loss on what I could possibly give you when you give me so much everyday. So I thought, I would give you this - a gift of my words.
You are still the most beautiful person I know, inside and out. Happy birthday!
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Aspiration
Day 49
The reality of things... the magic of things. There is a time you believe in a world where you can change things, you can be what you want to be, just by the power of imagination. Then there is the point where you come to terms with what is and what must be. The rationalizing of circumstances and what is expected of you fill up the space of your dreams.
Yet, dreams don't die so easily. The less they are fueled, the more void fills inside you. To have a real dream, a passion for something - it's not mindless wandering, it is part of who you are. It's like cutting a part of you out and depriving it from shining. The rest of you will always feel incomplete without it.
And every now and then - when a glimpse of a possibility appears. When a shadow from that dream touches you, be it through just witnessing someone else living it - the desire slowly rises up again...
We spend so much of our time living someone else life sometimes that we forget we are individual and unique. We all have our own dreams and desires - we all have that one (or more!) special thing... the calling, the dream, the desire to be more, to do what makes sense to you, what makes you feel like you are in your element. That you are found, that you are fulfilled.
Everyone says follow your dreams... I think, its the other way - your dreams are always following you. You can't hide from them, you can only deny it so much - it will always follow you, in some shape or form. Lets acknowledge what we really want to do, and even if it is the smallest thing, take the opportunity, take this moment of your life and live it as though there is no consequence, no judgment, no other reality other than the one you are weaving.
Meet yourself today - all of you, and celebrate it.
Yet, dreams don't die so easily. The less they are fueled, the more void fills inside you. To have a real dream, a passion for something - it's not mindless wandering, it is part of who you are. It's like cutting a part of you out and depriving it from shining. The rest of you will always feel incomplete without it.
And every now and then - when a glimpse of a possibility appears. When a shadow from that dream touches you, be it through just witnessing someone else living it - the desire slowly rises up again...
We spend so much of our time living someone else life sometimes that we forget we are individual and unique. We all have our own dreams and desires - we all have that one (or more!) special thing... the calling, the dream, the desire to be more, to do what makes sense to you, what makes you feel like you are in your element. That you are found, that you are fulfilled.
Everyone says follow your dreams... I think, its the other way - your dreams are always following you. You can't hide from them, you can only deny it so much - it will always follow you, in some shape or form. Lets acknowledge what we really want to do, and even if it is the smallest thing, take the opportunity, take this moment of your life and live it as though there is no consequence, no judgment, no other reality other than the one you are weaving.
Meet yourself today - all of you, and celebrate it.
Monday, October 22, 2012
Honestly!
Day 48
Honesty is a good thing, right? People associate sincerity and a clean conscience with honesty. We should therefore try to always state our own opinions and be frank about feelings whenever possible so as to not leave anyone second guessing... So this is good, right?
Yet when that does happen - you get called confrontational, blunt, maybe even insensitive? When does being honest change from a good thing to being well, too honest? I guess it has to do with the intent of your honesty. Are you being "honest" to hurt someone, to be mean with an opinion that you could very well keep to yourself?
But what of honesty that speaks of your feelings, when you lay out your expectation, explain your behavior - attempt to have an "open talk" about things - is that honesty appreciated? Often times not, because when you have a good "honest talk" - it is an investment on both sides - owning up to your imperfections and accepting fault if necessary. And if you are not ready to do that - whether it is to protect or to avoid an uncomfortable situation - we shun away the one willing to talk.
So many times people ask us of our opinions - but how many times do they really want it - the good old honest version without any bells and whistles? Often time we just want a ear to listen, to feel you are not being judged, even when your actions are questionable! Though, what sort of friend does that make you - if you do not speak up, if you aren't a little insensitive even if that's what it takes to push someone to a better decision.
Honesty can be brutal - it takes away the rose colored glasses. It comes with a tremendous power... and we need to know when to keep the sword in its sheath and when to draw it out, regardless of how evil a monster others might paint you to be. Life is too short to live with the regret of the words you never spoke.
Yet when that does happen - you get called confrontational, blunt, maybe even insensitive? When does being honest change from a good thing to being well, too honest? I guess it has to do with the intent of your honesty. Are you being "honest" to hurt someone, to be mean with an opinion that you could very well keep to yourself?
But what of honesty that speaks of your feelings, when you lay out your expectation, explain your behavior - attempt to have an "open talk" about things - is that honesty appreciated? Often times not, because when you have a good "honest talk" - it is an investment on both sides - owning up to your imperfections and accepting fault if necessary. And if you are not ready to do that - whether it is to protect or to avoid an uncomfortable situation - we shun away the one willing to talk.
So many times people ask us of our opinions - but how many times do they really want it - the good old honest version without any bells and whistles? Often time we just want a ear to listen, to feel you are not being judged, even when your actions are questionable! Though, what sort of friend does that make you - if you do not speak up, if you aren't a little insensitive even if that's what it takes to push someone to a better decision.
Honesty can be brutal - it takes away the rose colored glasses. It comes with a tremendous power... and we need to know when to keep the sword in its sheath and when to draw it out, regardless of how evil a monster others might paint you to be. Life is too short to live with the regret of the words you never spoke.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
To Say
Day 47
There is something to be said about peace. When you find the peace inside yourself - it makes everything much more rational. The cards line up, and even if they don't - you are not lost in the confusion.
There is something to be said about forgiveness. When you try to find the peace within, you are faced with a turmoil of emotions. Good, bad, all shades in between. Sometimes to attain peace, the biggest step we can do is forgive. Forgive yourself, forgive the grudges you hold against others, the wrongs that have been done, the hurt you've let fester inside you. Let it go, make room for the peace because it needs to be contained wholly.
There is something to be said about love. The feeling which you need in order to forgive. The idea that you will love yourself more than your failures, that you will love yourself enough to let the wounds heal. You will love others in your life to let go of your grievances.. you will find love to speak when doubt finds its way into your mind.
Yes, there is something to be said about peace, when you are able to love yourself, love what is around you, your entirety - when you forgive, when you channel yourself and take a deep breath. Let the world around you soak in - when you stop trying to figure it all out, when you humble yourself enough to listen - you will find the answers, the peace - the chaos comes to rest, the crashing waves calm down. There is purpose, there is reason, there is clarity and then, there is something to be said :)
There is something to be said about forgiveness. When you try to find the peace within, you are faced with a turmoil of emotions. Good, bad, all shades in between. Sometimes to attain peace, the biggest step we can do is forgive. Forgive yourself, forgive the grudges you hold against others, the wrongs that have been done, the hurt you've let fester inside you. Let it go, make room for the peace because it needs to be contained wholly.
There is something to be said about love. The feeling which you need in order to forgive. The idea that you will love yourself more than your failures, that you will love yourself enough to let the wounds heal. You will love others in your life to let go of your grievances.. you will find love to speak when doubt finds its way into your mind.
Yes, there is something to be said about peace, when you are able to love yourself, love what is around you, your entirety - when you forgive, when you channel yourself and take a deep breath. Let the world around you soak in - when you stop trying to figure it all out, when you humble yourself enough to listen - you will find the answers, the peace - the chaos comes to rest, the crashing waves calm down. There is purpose, there is reason, there is clarity and then, there is something to be said :)
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Childhood
Day 46
There is this time in your life when everything is so exciting. Some of it more so when you're a child - an adventure, a magical world alive in your imagination is at your fingertips. The clouds form castles, the world is your stage, for you to sing and play around and think without reservation. To laugh without inhibition, to stick your fingers in the mud, to jump right into that tempting cake!
And while we're corrected and primed into adulthood and perhaps taught how to behave "responsibly" - every now and then - that inner child finds a way to peek out. The laugh sneaks its way in, the world becomes a playground.
It's so important to keep that part of you alive and kicking. We let so much of our lives be determined by rules and regulations... other peoples thoughts become our opinions. I think when you are in that mode, when you are able to shed off the coat of "maturity" and "responsibility" and just be carefree for just a short time - when you exist just as you, not someones spouse, or someones parent, or someones employee or someones friend, or sibling, or anyone's anything - just you...
I guess that is why when we're children, it is easy to believe anything because you're not burdened to look after anyone but yourself. You are the king of the playground, you are protected by knights cloaked as your parents, there is nothing to worry about except when the next adventure will begin. At this point you are so in tune with just you - you belong to yourself and in your own existence you rejoice.
There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again.
And while we're corrected and primed into adulthood and perhaps taught how to behave "responsibly" - every now and then - that inner child finds a way to peek out. The laugh sneaks its way in, the world becomes a playground.
It's so important to keep that part of you alive and kicking. We let so much of our lives be determined by rules and regulations... other peoples thoughts become our opinions. I think when you are in that mode, when you are able to shed off the coat of "maturity" and "responsibility" and just be carefree for just a short time - when you exist just as you, not someones spouse, or someones parent, or someones employee or someones friend, or sibling, or anyone's anything - just you...
I guess that is why when we're children, it is easy to believe anything because you're not burdened to look after anyone but yourself. You are the king of the playground, you are protected by knights cloaked as your parents, there is nothing to worry about except when the next adventure will begin. At this point you are so in tune with just you - you belong to yourself and in your own existence you rejoice.
There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again.
For the Love of Food
Day 45
The crunch of asparagus, the smooth avocado, the juicy tomato, the tangy lemon, the turmeric, the smell of mint! Food has so much to offer and in so many flavors. Ah you mix them together and the fireworks of flavor that occur in your mouth are amazing!
I guess it will take a fellow food-lover to appreciate this wonderful treasure which is just for your taking. There are so many cuisines and cultures which bring about so much taste and open up your food senses so much! While everything does not please your palate... I think it is so sad when we limit our experience of food by our pre-conceived expectation of what it will taste like!
The smell of cake, the sweet taste of mango pie, the melting of ice cream in your mouth! It's an adventure with every mouthful. There's just something about good tasting food that can raise your spirits up :)
The spice, the flavor, the smooth lassi, the nuts and honey in perfect symphony in baklava, the carrot halwa! To be a chef - you are an artist and its incredible meeting other artists and seeing how they can mold the same items you use, into a completely different and unique dish!
Cooking can be such an amazing stress reliever when you have excitement for it. And if not cooking, than just being the appreciator of good food - of the tender lamb chops or the malai kebabs, jerk chicken patties! The amount of food out there awaiting your enthusiasm is endless... So today, along with opening your mind to all that's out there - let's open our palates too and try something new!
There is no sincerer love than the love of food.
I guess it will take a fellow food-lover to appreciate this wonderful treasure which is just for your taking. There are so many cuisines and cultures which bring about so much taste and open up your food senses so much! While everything does not please your palate... I think it is so sad when we limit our experience of food by our pre-conceived expectation of what it will taste like!
The smell of cake, the sweet taste of mango pie, the melting of ice cream in your mouth! It's an adventure with every mouthful. There's just something about good tasting food that can raise your spirits up :)
The spice, the flavor, the smooth lassi, the nuts and honey in perfect symphony in baklava, the carrot halwa! To be a chef - you are an artist and its incredible meeting other artists and seeing how they can mold the same items you use, into a completely different and unique dish!
Cooking can be such an amazing stress reliever when you have excitement for it. And if not cooking, than just being the appreciator of good food - of the tender lamb chops or the malai kebabs, jerk chicken patties! The amount of food out there awaiting your enthusiasm is endless... So today, along with opening your mind to all that's out there - let's open our palates too and try something new!
There is no sincerer love than the love of food.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
To Judge Or Not to Judge
Day 44
It's an impressive feat to understand yourself thoroughly and appreciate the complexities of the inner workings of your own mind. It takes years and still you can surprise yourself. Yet, somewhere while not completely knowing our own selves, we so easily make judgments and criticisms about others.
We have so many pre-conceived notions about everything. The color of your skin, your dressing sense, your one act of boldness - we can form so many lasting impressions just by being the cozy bystander.
Like I always believe - things are created the way they are for a reason. I think judgment was a way for the mind to catalog and be more efficient. It can trigger the idea of whether you are in a potentially dangerous situation, an uncomfortable one to avoid, or a potential mate - judgment helps you determine your course of action.
Well, that judgment I understand - we must all exercise some form of judgment. It is the holier-than-thou type, perhaps the word is not judgment - but ignorance. And ignorance has its own place. Sometimes though, when we're done realizing the "safety aspect" of judging - we should open our minds to others, to situations we don't understand and see them in another light. The more view points you look at one situation in, you can understand so much more.
Everyone is unique, everyone has their own reactions and reasons. Before we can even begin to truly grasp what that is, grasp what defines them - we should stop and look at ourselves and our own thoughts. You are always the first to hear the words you speak, so speak words of light.
I think the quote below sumarises this beautifully:
Judging a person does not define who they are - it defines who you are.
We have so many pre-conceived notions about everything. The color of your skin, your dressing sense, your one act of boldness - we can form so many lasting impressions just by being the cozy bystander.
Like I always believe - things are created the way they are for a reason. I think judgment was a way for the mind to catalog and be more efficient. It can trigger the idea of whether you are in a potentially dangerous situation, an uncomfortable one to avoid, or a potential mate - judgment helps you determine your course of action.
Well, that judgment I understand - we must all exercise some form of judgment. It is the holier-than-thou type, perhaps the word is not judgment - but ignorance. And ignorance has its own place. Sometimes though, when we're done realizing the "safety aspect" of judging - we should open our minds to others, to situations we don't understand and see them in another light. The more view points you look at one situation in, you can understand so much more.
Everyone is unique, everyone has their own reactions and reasons. Before we can even begin to truly grasp what that is, grasp what defines them - we should stop and look at ourselves and our own thoughts. You are always the first to hear the words you speak, so speak words of light.
I think the quote below sumarises this beautifully:
Judging a person does not define who they are - it defines who you are.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Home
Day 43
Home sweet home. The feeling when you are home, a comfort that washes over you when you are in your comfort zone. It could be your town, your house, a possession, you feel at "home" when you are in it's company.
The idea of home - sometimes its the place you grew up. The morning sounds, your moms bangles, the smells of food, your fathers voice - the running around, the stories that each wall, each room hold. Then there is the home you desire, the nest you build and put your love into - the possibilities, the memories that get cemented into every nook and cranny.
We tend to get so attached to our dwelling, to that feeling of being home. Once you walk in, the worries get left behind. It's taken me a while to realize though that the feeling that we attach to our home is not so much by the four walls, the ceiling, the windows - it's with the memories, the people, the relationships. You imagine possibilities, because you've someone to imagine it with. You find comfort because you know there is love that won't judge you. Your worries leave you because you can be yourself, the mask removed, the burden shared.
Home follows these feelings - because truly "home" is nothing more than a feeling, it is an incredible sense of belonging, where you can be utterly crazy and happy, or sad and moody - where you can be loved, where you find purpose, where you find understanding.
So tonight I guess my wish is that we all have someone, somewhere we can share 'home' with...even for a short time.
The idea of home - sometimes its the place you grew up. The morning sounds, your moms bangles, the smells of food, your fathers voice - the running around, the stories that each wall, each room hold. Then there is the home you desire, the nest you build and put your love into - the possibilities, the memories that get cemented into every nook and cranny.
We tend to get so attached to our dwelling, to that feeling of being home. Once you walk in, the worries get left behind. It's taken me a while to realize though that the feeling that we attach to our home is not so much by the four walls, the ceiling, the windows - it's with the memories, the people, the relationships. You imagine possibilities, because you've someone to imagine it with. You find comfort because you know there is love that won't judge you. Your worries leave you because you can be yourself, the mask removed, the burden shared.
Home follows these feelings - because truly "home" is nothing more than a feeling, it is an incredible sense of belonging, where you can be utterly crazy and happy, or sad and moody - where you can be loved, where you find purpose, where you find understanding.
So tonight I guess my wish is that we all have someone, somewhere we can share 'home' with...even for a short time.
Exist
Day 42
The walls stand taller than before.
The darkness doesn't startle me
The silence has no power anymore
There isn't too much to look for
When you don't want to see.
The sounds in my mind fall into rhythm
In the world behind my eyes
I am king, I am able to believe.
I can dance in my oblivion
I can sing, I can fly with no ties.
There is no judgment, no need to prove
No need to run after, no need to fix
What is broken, what cannot be attained
What must be done, what should be done
Right, wrong have no place in this world
In my world, I can stand, I can create
The mountains are high, the sky painted
The stars are always shining
Their fire burns bright in my eyes
My feet move to the melody
I laugh, I cry, I exist for myself.
© RKS
The darkness doesn't startle me
The silence has no power anymore
There isn't too much to look for
When you don't want to see.
The sounds in my mind fall into rhythm
In the world behind my eyes
I am king, I am able to believe.
I can dance in my oblivion
I can sing, I can fly with no ties.
There is no judgment, no need to prove
No need to run after, no need to fix
What is broken, what cannot be attained
What must be done, what should be done
Right, wrong have no place in this world
In my world, I can stand, I can create
The mountains are high, the sky painted
The stars are always shining
Their fire burns bright in my eyes
My feet move to the melody
I laugh, I cry, I exist for myself.
© RKS
Monday, October 15, 2012
Money
Day 41
There are people so poor, that the only thing they have is money.
Saw this quote today and it made me think of what money has come to mean to us. While I am all for having money to survive and live luxurious lives, to whatever extent you desire - but somewhere there has to be line.
What can you sell for money, for an extra buck? Will you sell your virtue, your friends, your relationships? It's pretty amazing how even the most honest people with very good relationships can suddenly become completely different when the banknotes start flowing. Suddenly there is an introduction of so much doubt and ways to make it out better and higher.
We all fall for it at some time - get a better deal out of something. Take a freebie, maybe even take some larger steps to get more money. But where is the line - where do you decide who you will not try to steal a dime from? Who will you be willing to take a financial setback without harboring negative feelings?
While it is easy to claim to be able to do this, to be money-loyal - the feeling of watching your back, of grabbing that extra dollar so easily comes up inside us. Is it because money is so tangible that it represents what you can achieve in life? Is money the source of comfort and security? Is it a way to make yourself feel better and more important than the next person? An ego booster?
Is there a limit to the amount where you are truly satisfied, or is there forever an insatiable need? Sometimes the power of money seems so material - so pointless. It is a piece of paper after all. It cannot buy you the essentials you really need to survive, but can sell your conscience very quickly. As the quote above says - your true wealth isn't in your bank account, try and look around and see all the "assets" you have around you, these that you build when you stop giving everything a price tag.
Saw this quote today and it made me think of what money has come to mean to us. While I am all for having money to survive and live luxurious lives, to whatever extent you desire - but somewhere there has to be line.
What can you sell for money, for an extra buck? Will you sell your virtue, your friends, your relationships? It's pretty amazing how even the most honest people with very good relationships can suddenly become completely different when the banknotes start flowing. Suddenly there is an introduction of so much doubt and ways to make it out better and higher.
We all fall for it at some time - get a better deal out of something. Take a freebie, maybe even take some larger steps to get more money. But where is the line - where do you decide who you will not try to steal a dime from? Who will you be willing to take a financial setback without harboring negative feelings?
While it is easy to claim to be able to do this, to be money-loyal - the feeling of watching your back, of grabbing that extra dollar so easily comes up inside us. Is it because money is so tangible that it represents what you can achieve in life? Is money the source of comfort and security? Is it a way to make yourself feel better and more important than the next person? An ego booster?
Is there a limit to the amount where you are truly satisfied, or is there forever an insatiable need? Sometimes the power of money seems so material - so pointless. It is a piece of paper after all. It cannot buy you the essentials you really need to survive, but can sell your conscience very quickly. As the quote above says - your true wealth isn't in your bank account, try and look around and see all the "assets" you have around you, these that you build when you stop giving everything a price tag.
Learning
Day 40
We are able to acquire so much knowledge through practice, study or even imitation. It's an amazing feat that we can accomplish. Things which seem impossible to do at first glance, you can master given enough time and practice. You learn the quirks and depths of the focus and slowly your body molds and understands what it needs to do to achieve it. The message to the mind is clear and it starts to incorporate in. Given time, you won't even think twice about doing this task.
Be it dance, singing, taking your first steps as a child. We have learnt so much since the day we were born and yet there is still so much more to learn. By the power of being able to take in so much and learn anything - we have an endless world of possibilities. You are always learning, when you talk to people, interact with them, by situations - at work, through seminars, books, listening - knowledge is free flowing all around you. Yet so much goes right through us.
I think it does come down to focus, we need to decide we want to learn this and put in the effort. With so much information coming at us from every direction and in so many formats, we need to sort out what is the important thing. I think we should never stop learning. There are so many reasons for it - one, it is good for your brain! Monotony chains you, makes you afraid to think. When you learn, you grow - you can expand your being, be involved in anything you choose - your mind and body are only too willing.
It's like we have a secret weapon in us to be whoever we want to be - fear, insecurity, just convincing yourself you cannot achieve something is what holds us back. All you need is some determination and practice - the whole world, every skill you admire, anything you want to be is out there. So learn something new, it will refresh you, stimulate your mind, and keep you young :)
Be it dance, singing, taking your first steps as a child. We have learnt so much since the day we were born and yet there is still so much more to learn. By the power of being able to take in so much and learn anything - we have an endless world of possibilities. You are always learning, when you talk to people, interact with them, by situations - at work, through seminars, books, listening - knowledge is free flowing all around you. Yet so much goes right through us.
I think it does come down to focus, we need to decide we want to learn this and put in the effort. With so much information coming at us from every direction and in so many formats, we need to sort out what is the important thing. I think we should never stop learning. There are so many reasons for it - one, it is good for your brain! Monotony chains you, makes you afraid to think. When you learn, you grow - you can expand your being, be involved in anything you choose - your mind and body are only too willing.
It's like we have a secret weapon in us to be whoever we want to be - fear, insecurity, just convincing yourself you cannot achieve something is what holds us back. All you need is some determination and practice - the whole world, every skill you admire, anything you want to be is out there. So learn something new, it will refresh you, stimulate your mind, and keep you young :)
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Gibran
Day 39
A poet who I admire is Khalil Gibran - I am sure a lot of people are familiar with his work. Somehow it always seems to me like he is able to go into a place where we all see ourselves but don't acknowledge. You know the feeling when you read or see something and you go - yes, that is how I feel!
Well tonight - I thought I would share a snipped of one of my favorite poems of his - the feeling which I often feel - finding words such mere tools to express what emotions we go through.. as he puts it, a bird in a cage :)
You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart
You live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime.
And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.
For thought is a bird of space,
That in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.
There are those among you who seek the talkative through fear of being alone.
The silence of aloneness reveals to their eyes
Their naked selves and they would escape.
And there are those who talk, and without knowledge or forethought
Reveal a truth which they themselves do not understand.
And there are those who have the truth within them,
But they tell it not in words.
In the bosom of such as these the spirit dwells in rhythmic silence.
When you meet your friend on the roadside or in the market place,
Let the spirit in you move your lips and direct your tongue.
Let the voice within your voice speak to the ear of his ear;
For his soul will keep the truth of your heart
As the taste of the wine is remembered
When the colour is forgotten and the vessel is no more.
Well tonight - I thought I would share a snipped of one of my favorite poems of his - the feeling which I often feel - finding words such mere tools to express what emotions we go through.. as he puts it, a bird in a cage :)
You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart
You live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime.
And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.
For thought is a bird of space,
That in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.
There are those among you who seek the talkative through fear of being alone.
The silence of aloneness reveals to their eyes
Their naked selves and they would escape.
And there are those who talk, and without knowledge or forethought
Reveal a truth which they themselves do not understand.
And there are those who have the truth within them,
But they tell it not in words.
In the bosom of such as these the spirit dwells in rhythmic silence.
When you meet your friend on the roadside or in the market place,
Let the spirit in you move your lips and direct your tongue.
Let the voice within your voice speak to the ear of his ear;
For his soul will keep the truth of your heart
As the taste of the wine is remembered
When the colour is forgotten and the vessel is no more.
Friday, October 12, 2012
The Funny Bone
Day 38
Laughter - it is such an unconscious reaction isn't it? A communication that is shared among people regardless of what language they speak. Laughter cannot be mistaken for anything else. Infants right from 4 months or so are able to laugh and be amused. It is a way for them to interact and appear harmless, to clarify their intention.
Laughter does get our guard down - we visibly relax more. It's definitely focused on building relationships though - it has been found that we laugh even less when alone than we talk to ourselves. It seems to be strongly in built into our need to interact, perceive and paint the correct perception.
So many things can tickle us, embarrassment, jokes, tickling, comedy - it is perhaps the brain's way of coping with what it sees when it doesn't flow as it had perceived. For instance, covering up an embarrassing situation with a smile/laugh. It gives you a few minutes to think through your next move albeit subconsciously.
I like to think of smiles/laughter as an in-built stress reliever. It's like the reboot button in our minds. It takes us away from whatever situation we are in and gives us some clarity. For instance, you are having a bad fight and something makes you laugh in the middle - you suddenly get off the path of being angry and find your thoughts somewhat more rationalized thereafter.
Laughter is contagious and it generates so much energy inside you and around you. So many studies have been done about it's benefits. They say even fake smiles release endorphin's in your mind, and can seriously lift your mood. A sense of humor is a needed armor in this crazy world. Let life amuse you, lighten the situation around you, put a smile on your face especially when you don't want to, you will find you have the antidote to any of life's poisons that might come your way.
A day without laughter is a day wasted...
Laughter does get our guard down - we visibly relax more. It's definitely focused on building relationships though - it has been found that we laugh even less when alone than we talk to ourselves. It seems to be strongly in built into our need to interact, perceive and paint the correct perception.
So many things can tickle us, embarrassment, jokes, tickling, comedy - it is perhaps the brain's way of coping with what it sees when it doesn't flow as it had perceived. For instance, covering up an embarrassing situation with a smile/laugh. It gives you a few minutes to think through your next move albeit subconsciously.
I like to think of smiles/laughter as an in-built stress reliever. It's like the reboot button in our minds. It takes us away from whatever situation we are in and gives us some clarity. For instance, you are having a bad fight and something makes you laugh in the middle - you suddenly get off the path of being angry and find your thoughts somewhat more rationalized thereafter.
Laughter is contagious and it generates so much energy inside you and around you. So many studies have been done about it's benefits. They say even fake smiles release endorphin's in your mind, and can seriously lift your mood. A sense of humor is a needed armor in this crazy world. Let life amuse you, lighten the situation around you, put a smile on your face especially when you don't want to, you will find you have the antidote to any of life's poisons that might come your way.
A day without laughter is a day wasted...
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Habit
Day 37
Your beliefs become your thoughts,
Your thoughts become your words,
Your words become your actions,
Your actions become your habits,
Your habits become your values,
Your values become your destiny.
Habits - the way your mind behaves or rather tends to practice such that it is hard to see any other way. It seeps into your subconscious and you do it without giving it further thought.
While habits can be good, and perhaps can be cultivated too - there are habits which often are bad and stick with us. The habit of chewing your nails, the habit of being too critical - the mind acts out before you can think it through. But how do we break the habit?
I guess step one of any solution is discovering you have a problem! Or noticing the quirk in your personality - so acknowledge the habit. Then focus on that habit - don't make it bigger than life, tune everything else out and just focus on that. Find some sort of association with how you feel or what it is you don't like. I think a lot of times we fall into a habit because it is the norm around you at that time or there haven't been too many repercussions due to it.. So sometimes you need to go against the crowd.
It all really does come down to what it is that has made you mark it as a bad habit. The more you disassociate good feelings with it, the further you can detach from it. Start with smaller habits and then work your way into evaluating yourself. It's sometimes a good idea to think of how you would react if you were to say, meet yourself, observe yourself as a third party.. who do you see?
Good habits, positive traits - anything you admire, you can always mold into who you are - you are an ever-growing being and sometimes all it takes is some self-evaluation, some small goals and well, breaking the habit :)
Your thoughts become your words,
Your words become your actions,
Your actions become your habits,
Your habits become your values,
Your values become your destiny.
Habits - the way your mind behaves or rather tends to practice such that it is hard to see any other way. It seeps into your subconscious and you do it without giving it further thought.
While habits can be good, and perhaps can be cultivated too - there are habits which often are bad and stick with us. The habit of chewing your nails, the habit of being too critical - the mind acts out before you can think it through. But how do we break the habit?
I guess step one of any solution is discovering you have a problem! Or noticing the quirk in your personality - so acknowledge the habit. Then focus on that habit - don't make it bigger than life, tune everything else out and just focus on that. Find some sort of association with how you feel or what it is you don't like. I think a lot of times we fall into a habit because it is the norm around you at that time or there haven't been too many repercussions due to it.. So sometimes you need to go against the crowd.
It all really does come down to what it is that has made you mark it as a bad habit. The more you disassociate good feelings with it, the further you can detach from it. Start with smaller habits and then work your way into evaluating yourself. It's sometimes a good idea to think of how you would react if you were to say, meet yourself, observe yourself as a third party.. who do you see?
Good habits, positive traits - anything you admire, you can always mold into who you are - you are an ever-growing being and sometimes all it takes is some self-evaluation, some small goals and well, breaking the habit :)
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Outlook
Day 36
Had a nice day today - not because of anything in particular. Nothing out of the ordinary happened, several things happened which could bring me down I suppose. But I guess, it was one of those days I decided was going to be good.
I don't know if it's just me (very possibly...) but I sometimes tell myself that today is going to be a good day. And the more often I say it, the better the day seems. I guess you can call it outlook - the decided outlook of the day. You don't let things bring you down, get under your skin.
I always find it fascinating how different people deal with the same situation. The outlook I guess is what's different. You can look at the exact same thing with a relaxed attitude, or you can look for the flaws in the situation and make it an incredibly negative thing happening to you.
While things don't necessary have to happen in such extremes - a lot of situations change when a person with a good outlook on it comes in. The emotions running high kind of dwindle down and you can focus more on the task at hand. Sometimes it feels like we are so absorbed in watching our own back and making sure no one is out to get you or being so worried about someone else's reaction that we don't even realize the negativity that's seeping into you.
The thoughts, the ill will, the subconscious envy and judgment, the inability to forgive and let go, the stubbornness, the bruised ego - it happens slowly but takes us down the path of negativity. You take everything thrown toward you with a big sigh and unwelcoming attitude. You're always at war with everyone - in a battle which you're often fighting against yourself.
The same way when you've a positive outlook, when you can maintain your happiness, the tables can turn. You can calm these self-declared battles, you can achieve deeper satisfaction and well - you can focus on the bigger picture.
There are enough battles out there to be fought without us declaring more... Often time, the only person you're hurting is yourself. So tomorrow, wake up and decide - whether you're going to have a good day, or... :)
I don't know if it's just me (very possibly...) but I sometimes tell myself that today is going to be a good day. And the more often I say it, the better the day seems. I guess you can call it outlook - the decided outlook of the day. You don't let things bring you down, get under your skin.
I always find it fascinating how different people deal with the same situation. The outlook I guess is what's different. You can look at the exact same thing with a relaxed attitude, or you can look for the flaws in the situation and make it an incredibly negative thing happening to you.
While things don't necessary have to happen in such extremes - a lot of situations change when a person with a good outlook on it comes in. The emotions running high kind of dwindle down and you can focus more on the task at hand. Sometimes it feels like we are so absorbed in watching our own back and making sure no one is out to get you or being so worried about someone else's reaction that we don't even realize the negativity that's seeping into you.
The thoughts, the ill will, the subconscious envy and judgment, the inability to forgive and let go, the stubbornness, the bruised ego - it happens slowly but takes us down the path of negativity. You take everything thrown toward you with a big sigh and unwelcoming attitude. You're always at war with everyone - in a battle which you're often fighting against yourself.
The same way when you've a positive outlook, when you can maintain your happiness, the tables can turn. You can calm these self-declared battles, you can achieve deeper satisfaction and well - you can focus on the bigger picture.
There are enough battles out there to be fought without us declaring more... Often time, the only person you're hurting is yourself. So tomorrow, wake up and decide - whether you're going to have a good day, or... :)
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Giving Up
Day 35
Sometimes my blog seems to be a motivational talk show where I am always telling people to go for their dreams, face their fears, be the bigger person, discover yourself, forgive etc. :) While I do mean these things and truly believe we can find inner peace and happiness - there is one important part of achieving this and that is sometimes giving up.
This is a very hard decision to make sometimes - when do you count your losses, pull the plug? We spend so much energy and effort in our ambitions and relationships, dreams and hopes for ourselves - when do you know you need to let go, and give up the fight?
I sometimes think we are programmed to survive - to truly face every challenge or circumstance with great valor. We are survivors, we will find a way, we can change fate, we own the world - good will win, reason will succumb stubbornness. It has to, right?
Well sometimes it doesn't... and I guess this is the point you need to re-evaluate things. Re-evaluate yourself, your priorities, put yourself in the questioning booth - is it worth it? And try to listen to yourself, to what the little voice in your head says, the nudging instinct telling you to back off. I guess somewhere we need to know how much we can put on the line, how much of ourselves we can put out there - because it really is giving it away. You will never be the same, every time you put yourself out there, whether it is for a dream or a person or anything at all - it changes you, in good ways, in bad - in both. You wear your scars and they come with you in every phase of your life, in every step you take.
So sometimes when it feels like you're getting nowhere, the best ideas you had haven't yielded anything, maybe it is time to detach. Time to let go, lick your wounds and move on to the next page. It's possible you've been wearing blinders all this time while life passed you by. So look up, look around you and perhaps always keep a foothold in a place you can detach and be by yourself.. where you're centered and found, safe in a place that can't maim you further.
To play devils advocate though - don't give up too soon :) Always give everything you truly want it's due fight... you will know when it's worth it.
This is a very hard decision to make sometimes - when do you count your losses, pull the plug? We spend so much energy and effort in our ambitions and relationships, dreams and hopes for ourselves - when do you know you need to let go, and give up the fight?
I sometimes think we are programmed to survive - to truly face every challenge or circumstance with great valor. We are survivors, we will find a way, we can change fate, we own the world - good will win, reason will succumb stubbornness. It has to, right?
Well sometimes it doesn't... and I guess this is the point you need to re-evaluate things. Re-evaluate yourself, your priorities, put yourself in the questioning booth - is it worth it? And try to listen to yourself, to what the little voice in your head says, the nudging instinct telling you to back off. I guess somewhere we need to know how much we can put on the line, how much of ourselves we can put out there - because it really is giving it away. You will never be the same, every time you put yourself out there, whether it is for a dream or a person or anything at all - it changes you, in good ways, in bad - in both. You wear your scars and they come with you in every phase of your life, in every step you take.
So sometimes when it feels like you're getting nowhere, the best ideas you had haven't yielded anything, maybe it is time to detach. Time to let go, lick your wounds and move on to the next page. It's possible you've been wearing blinders all this time while life passed you by. So look up, look around you and perhaps always keep a foothold in a place you can detach and be by yourself.. where you're centered and found, safe in a place that can't maim you further.
To play devils advocate though - don't give up too soon :) Always give everything you truly want it's due fight... you will know when it's worth it.
Monday, October 8, 2012
Words, words, words
Day 34
There are some words which are in the English vocabulary which often make me think. Maybe it's the sound of the word or the implied meaning of it. And often time you've an implied meaning of the word before you even know what it really means. Every now and then when I hear it used in a different context than what I understood, I actually look up the word and have an "Ahh..." moment!
So it's prolly embarrassing to admit to this kind of... shall we call it, intelligent deciphering? But yeah, a few words that have done this to me - blanched. For some reason or the other I always thought of it as the process of belching, or a synonym. My head didn't really categorize very well :) Well after reading it in a few sentences - one for instance, a romantic situation where a guy tells a girl he loves her and she "blanches"... Now in my head - I am like why the heck would she be "blanching"! Guess she really doesn't wanna be with the guy! But yes, the alarm bells had gone off and I checked the meaning and I am happy to report I now stand corrected!
It's funny the way words happen - I remember for the longest time when I was much younger I used to say "I vaguely and vividly remember..." As in it was an emphasis on uh I guess vague! Funnily, I did know what vivid meant - never thought too much about it - almost felt like a metaphor of sorts. Also interestingly, I was never corrected!
Heh one of the words I find funny is liripip... you should try using that in a sentence!
It really is interesting the way words are built and our dictionary is forever expanding. I guess our world is changing so fast and the way to express is evolving too. Here are a few words added this year:
amazeballs: exclamation (slang); expression of enthusiastic approval.
Yeah - we shouldn't get very 'literal' here! Or perhaps instead we could just say: fandabidozi (same meaning as above).
And this one, a lot can relate to:
hangry: adjective -grier, -griest (humorous); irritable as a result of feeling hungry.
Buenas Noches! Hope you find Sleepitment (maybe next year, it will be there! To sleep in contentment) :)
So it's prolly embarrassing to admit to this kind of... shall we call it, intelligent deciphering? But yeah, a few words that have done this to me - blanched. For some reason or the other I always thought of it as the process of belching, or a synonym. My head didn't really categorize very well :) Well after reading it in a few sentences - one for instance, a romantic situation where a guy tells a girl he loves her and she "blanches"... Now in my head - I am like why the heck would she be "blanching"! Guess she really doesn't wanna be with the guy! But yes, the alarm bells had gone off and I checked the meaning and I am happy to report I now stand corrected!
It's funny the way words happen - I remember for the longest time when I was much younger I used to say "I vaguely and vividly remember..." As in it was an emphasis on uh I guess vague! Funnily, I did know what vivid meant - never thought too much about it - almost felt like a metaphor of sorts. Also interestingly, I was never corrected!
Heh one of the words I find funny is liripip... you should try using that in a sentence!
It really is interesting the way words are built and our dictionary is forever expanding. I guess our world is changing so fast and the way to express is evolving too. Here are a few words added this year:
amazeballs: exclamation (slang); expression of enthusiastic approval.
Yeah - we shouldn't get very 'literal' here! Or perhaps instead we could just say: fandabidozi (same meaning as above).
And this one, a lot can relate to:
hangry: adjective -grier, -griest (humorous); irritable as a result of feeling hungry.
Buenas Noches! Hope you find Sleepitment (maybe next year, it will be there! To sleep in contentment) :)
Creative
Day 33
The rustle of the leaves, the words of a song, a sentence someone says, a feeling you're overcome by, the silence of your thoughts, the smell of food - inspiration can be found in anything and everything.
There are so many people who want to do things but say there is no inspiration, they don't know how they will do it. I really do believe we all have a creative spirit in us. It's just not possible for it not to be. The way it's expressed, and the way it's awoken is by its unique inspiration.
Your creativity can be channeled through dance, singing, cooking, a sport, your work even if you are passionate enough about it. Creativity is using your imagination and ideas to come up with your own invention. And that to me is artistic :)
So when you have the urge to be creative, to write a blog, to try a new recipe, to jump up into dance, to commence into a challenge which seems bigger than life - try finding inspiration inside yourself - it is in you and around you, it is fuel to your thoughts. Take the first step and you will find yourself walking further and further each day - we must learn to walk before we fly.
There are so many people who want to do things but say there is no inspiration, they don't know how they will do it. I really do believe we all have a creative spirit in us. It's just not possible for it not to be. The way it's expressed, and the way it's awoken is by its unique inspiration.
Your creativity can be channeled through dance, singing, cooking, a sport, your work even if you are passionate enough about it. Creativity is using your imagination and ideas to come up with your own invention. And that to me is artistic :)
So when you have the urge to be creative, to write a blog, to try a new recipe, to jump up into dance, to commence into a challenge which seems bigger than life - try finding inspiration inside yourself - it is in you and around you, it is fuel to your thoughts. Take the first step and you will find yourself walking further and further each day - we must learn to walk before we fly.
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Can't keep me down
Day 32
Been hit with a bad cold. What is it about being sick that makes you appreciate things more? Well, after the crankiness, denial and I-am-dying moments! Being sick makes your appreciate all you take for granted - your health.
You know how when we lose some function of some part of our body for even a short duration - like a finger or a hand, a toe or knee - you realize how important it was. It does functions you wouldn't have even thought of and suddenly you are so limited in your ability.
It always gets me thinking of people who do live with a disability. It really is something amazing how they go through life, some achieving such incredible feats which even a normal 'healthy' person doesn't even feel capable of.
It's like being faced with a challenge and you can either accept it and bind yourself down to its limitation. Or you can push forward to the other end and do what the world says can't be done. Disability is such a wrong word sometimes - you are maybe more challenged but still able to do anything you want to. The road will be ten times harder, but that always makes the real character of a person when you pave the way in your own style.
One such person who I am really proud of is my dad. He has always faced his polio with amazing ability. He has pushed himself and achieved more than anyone could have thought/imagined. The funny thing is I have never felt like I have had a "disabled" father - just an awe-inspiring hero who inspires me to face every challenge in my life without fear or inhibition..
Well, except sore throats ;)
You know how when we lose some function of some part of our body for even a short duration - like a finger or a hand, a toe or knee - you realize how important it was. It does functions you wouldn't have even thought of and suddenly you are so limited in your ability.
It always gets me thinking of people who do live with a disability. It really is something amazing how they go through life, some achieving such incredible feats which even a normal 'healthy' person doesn't even feel capable of.
It's like being faced with a challenge and you can either accept it and bind yourself down to its limitation. Or you can push forward to the other end and do what the world says can't be done. Disability is such a wrong word sometimes - you are maybe more challenged but still able to do anything you want to. The road will be ten times harder, but that always makes the real character of a person when you pave the way in your own style.
One such person who I am really proud of is my dad. He has always faced his polio with amazing ability. He has pushed himself and achieved more than anyone could have thought/imagined. The funny thing is I have never felt like I have had a "disabled" father - just an awe-inspiring hero who inspires me to face every challenge in my life without fear or inhibition..
Well, except sore throats ;)
Leafy
Day 31
It's been a month since the Challenge - hard to believe :)
The leaves are changing color and there is so much beauty all around us. It's like the final show they give before dying out. It's truly breathtaking seeing the reflection of the colors in the water, the golden hues, the flaming red, the green peeping through as a reminder of what was..
"Turning over a new leaf" - I know this terminology's origin has more to do with turning over the leaf in a book and starting a new chapter.. but fall always reminds me of it :) It is in a way for a leaf to turn into a new one. A new phase, a new time.
A lot of people are very sensitive to growing older. Maybe I am not "old enough" but so far, I've loved growing older. Things make more sense, there is more I know of myself. Every phase in your life like the leaf comes with new colors and depth. There is so much peace within you that grows over time and you are able to see clearer - see your purpose, your world, your decisions better.
I think during adolescence, you have the freedom to do what you want but you do not have the means to exercise it well. How can you? The world is so upside down, everything is so dramatic and tangible. While the drama doesn't really ever stop and the world doesn't really change its course, I think we adapt better to situations, to our own reactions. We can rein ourselves in better, learn from our mistakes and grow...find the place where you shine, where you are happy and the colors of life fill into you.
Yes, fall is when the leaves are at their peak - the end in a few months. But at this time, at this perfect age, when the weak leaf has grown and flourished, has learnt and expanded - at this time, every leaf is a beautiful flower.
The leaves are changing color and there is so much beauty all around us. It's like the final show they give before dying out. It's truly breathtaking seeing the reflection of the colors in the water, the golden hues, the flaming red, the green peeping through as a reminder of what was..
"Turning over a new leaf" - I know this terminology's origin has more to do with turning over the leaf in a book and starting a new chapter.. but fall always reminds me of it :) It is in a way for a leaf to turn into a new one. A new phase, a new time.
A lot of people are very sensitive to growing older. Maybe I am not "old enough" but so far, I've loved growing older. Things make more sense, there is more I know of myself. Every phase in your life like the leaf comes with new colors and depth. There is so much peace within you that grows over time and you are able to see clearer - see your purpose, your world, your decisions better.
I think during adolescence, you have the freedom to do what you want but you do not have the means to exercise it well. How can you? The world is so upside down, everything is so dramatic and tangible. While the drama doesn't really ever stop and the world doesn't really change its course, I think we adapt better to situations, to our own reactions. We can rein ourselves in better, learn from our mistakes and grow...find the place where you shine, where you are happy and the colors of life fill into you.
Yes, fall is when the leaves are at their peak - the end in a few months. But at this time, at this perfect age, when the weak leaf has grown and flourished, has learnt and expanded - at this time, every leaf is a beautiful flower.
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Funny Facts
Day 30
Note: This one blog is for my fellow animal lovers, if you are not, you may want to save yourself from some eye-rolling and skip it!
I came across a list of very interesting animal facts! It really is amazing to see how Mother nature has planned out things!
Thought I would share these, for a quick interesting read:
1. For every human in the world, there are one million ants.
2. Goldfish lose their color if kept in dim light. Similar to humans, they need sunlight to keep their pigment.
3. A flamingo can only eat when it’s head is upside down.
4. Mosquitos are attracted to the color blue twice as much as to any other color.
5. Goat’s eyes have rectangular pupils, which allow them to watch over their broad, flat grazing area for predators.
6. Honeybees have hairs on their eyes to help them collect pollen.
7. The giraffe has no vocal cords and communicates by vibrating the air around it’s neck.
8.Dolphins sleep with one half of the brain at a time, and with one eye closed.
9.A snail can sleep for 3 years at a stretch.
10. Most elephants weigh less than the tongue of a blue whale.
11. All polar bears are left-handed.
12. A rat can last longer without water than a camel.
13. Fish communicate with each other by rasping their teeth to make sounds in their throat, or by using their swim bladder to create sounds.
14. Bats always turn left when exiting a cave.
15. The hummingbird is the only animal that can fly backwards.
I came across a list of very interesting animal facts! It really is amazing to see how Mother nature has planned out things!
Thought I would share these, for a quick interesting read:
1. For every human in the world, there are one million ants.
2. Goldfish lose their color if kept in dim light. Similar to humans, they need sunlight to keep their pigment.
3. A flamingo can only eat when it’s head is upside down.
4. Mosquitos are attracted to the color blue twice as much as to any other color.
5. Goat’s eyes have rectangular pupils, which allow them to watch over their broad, flat grazing area for predators.
6. Honeybees have hairs on their eyes to help them collect pollen.
7. The giraffe has no vocal cords and communicates by vibrating the air around it’s neck.
8.Dolphins sleep with one half of the brain at a time, and with one eye closed.
9.A snail can sleep for 3 years at a stretch.
10. Most elephants weigh less than the tongue of a blue whale.
11. All polar bears are left-handed.
12. A rat can last longer without water than a camel.
13. Fish communicate with each other by rasping their teeth to make sounds in their throat, or by using their swim bladder to create sounds.
14. Bats always turn left when exiting a cave.
15. The hummingbird is the only animal that can fly backwards.
A request...
Day 29
So I got a blog request topic for tonight.. it's on a topic I feel skeptical yet maybe sometimes could believe in it. I don't know - maybe I don't let myself believe in it :)
Well it's soul-mates. So this is the definition (always a good place to start :)):
A soulmate or soul mate is a person with whom one has a feeling of deep and natural affinity, love, intimacy, sexuality, spirituality, and/or compatibility...
We've seen it in movies, heard stories about the one person who you are linked to by fate, karma and divine purpose over the span of possibly many lifetimes - this is starting to sound like a Bollywood movie! :) Well in all seriousness.. lets see how could this occur...
I think the idea would have to be that we're all connected in some way - our beings and existence in it's utter uniqueness ties together in some way. And somewhere, two beings must be drawn together, outside of understanding - just by the logical structure of their creation - almost like a magnetic pull, uncontrollable.
You know, the romantic in me sometimes does believe in this. You go through life, wake up one day and without knowing it you meet one person who changes your whole life, your whole perception. The one person you barely know, starts to redefine things, to give you feelings you don't understand.
The cynic in me is the one that doesn't know if this is a soulmate scenario or an infatuation one :) I guess there has to be a soulmate test out there. Wouldn't that be interesting? Though truly, if soulmates are out there - shouldn't they be able to find each other without even trying - cannot be apart - because of the pull, the fatal attraction!
I guess in the end, a soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. Maybe it's a perfect love of growing and being yourself, rediscovering yourself, not wanting anything in return - you are understood in a way you can't describe. I sincerely doubt this happens very often - finding that one person, that one soul who you connect to without words, without your walls and masks, without any prejudice, without fear. And maybe we can find soulmates in many forms and relationships. That special relationship you have with your friend or your sister - that you know is a lot more. It is indescribable, it is incredibly rare and very real...
So keep your magnetic radar up - give in to the pull, and maybe your 'sole' will take you to where your soul wants to be!
Well it's soul-mates. So this is the definition (always a good place to start :)):
A soulmate or soul mate is a person with whom one has a feeling of deep and natural affinity, love, intimacy, sexuality, spirituality, and/or compatibility...
We've seen it in movies, heard stories about the one person who you are linked to by fate, karma and divine purpose over the span of possibly many lifetimes - this is starting to sound like a Bollywood movie! :) Well in all seriousness.. lets see how could this occur...
I think the idea would have to be that we're all connected in some way - our beings and existence in it's utter uniqueness ties together in some way. And somewhere, two beings must be drawn together, outside of understanding - just by the logical structure of their creation - almost like a magnetic pull, uncontrollable.
You know, the romantic in me sometimes does believe in this. You go through life, wake up one day and without knowing it you meet one person who changes your whole life, your whole perception. The one person you barely know, starts to redefine things, to give you feelings you don't understand.
The cynic in me is the one that doesn't know if this is a soulmate scenario or an infatuation one :) I guess there has to be a soulmate test out there. Wouldn't that be interesting? Though truly, if soulmates are out there - shouldn't they be able to find each other without even trying - cannot be apart - because of the pull, the fatal attraction!
I guess in the end, a soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. Maybe it's a perfect love of growing and being yourself, rediscovering yourself, not wanting anything in return - you are understood in a way you can't describe. I sincerely doubt this happens very often - finding that one person, that one soul who you connect to without words, without your walls and masks, without any prejudice, without fear. And maybe we can find soulmates in many forms and relationships. That special relationship you have with your friend or your sister - that you know is a lot more. It is indescribable, it is incredibly rare and very real...
So keep your magnetic radar up - give in to the pull, and maybe your 'sole' will take you to where your soul wants to be!
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Circles
Day 28
I have been here before - must be. The sounds, the surroundings, the feeling - the same decision point I was at - that was the path I chose, this is the path I didn't. Why am I here again - what brought me back here... same game, different pawns.
Life sometimes feels like a circle - sometime somewhere you're back in your past - facing some decision or the other that you have before. Or dealing with again of long gone decisions. The thought, the idea, the apprehension, the acceptance all enter the circle of doubt when you have to yet again justify, yet again make that decision. But run as you may - you are always back to it.
What is the purpose of life - it sometimes seems like we have such an insignificant existence - there has to be more, there has to be a verdict, a purpose, a direction. And yet, life keeps taking you around in circles...
Perhaps the biggest purpose we can have is to live each day like the last.. as a saying goes, one day you will be right.
So live freely, break out of the circle - one good thing about returning to the same point is you know how it plays out and maybe you will have the guts to go the other way.
Too short, but not insignificant - the purpose is in being ourselves, and in our short ant-like existence we will start of a chain of events which could change the course of the world... nothing binds us we're undefined...
Life sometimes feels like a circle - sometime somewhere you're back in your past - facing some decision or the other that you have before. Or dealing with again of long gone decisions. The thought, the idea, the apprehension, the acceptance all enter the circle of doubt when you have to yet again justify, yet again make that decision. But run as you may - you are always back to it.
What is the purpose of life - it sometimes seems like we have such an insignificant existence - there has to be more, there has to be a verdict, a purpose, a direction. And yet, life keeps taking you around in circles...
Perhaps the biggest purpose we can have is to live each day like the last.. as a saying goes, one day you will be right.
So live freely, break out of the circle - one good thing about returning to the same point is you know how it plays out and maybe you will have the guts to go the other way.
Too short, but not insignificant - the purpose is in being ourselves, and in our short ant-like existence we will start of a chain of events which could change the course of the world... nothing binds us we're undefined...
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Dance
Day 27
To feel the music in your veins, to mould your body in its rhythm - ah, it is an art to dance, the dancer the artist, the soul the guide - it is spiritual, it is calming, consuming...
The beats, the mood - the amount you can say by movements, the expression of a feeling amplified in body form, it's amazing how many voices dance can take. And it's like an unseen bond that ties us altogether.
Almost everyone enjoys a good dance, or good music - tapping of the toe, the slight moving of the head and hands. The consciousness keeps a lot of us from standing up and taking the limelight and I feel you are missing so much.
Dance has always in a way liberated me - saved me from my own mind at times :) It helps creatively and physically use up the energy pent in you. Whether it's negative or happy, excited or numb - there is always a song, there is always a dance.
The feet, the arm, the body in tune or out of tune - maybe it is insanity to try and adapt and replicate the rhythm around us - but it always does a whole deal of good. I have always been surrounded by incredibly good dancers, it's amazing the life they take on when on stage. The whole world becomes a bystander to their feet and the story they tell. It's like living out a dream, an undescribable feeling through your body.
So I try whenever I can to dance - it instantly puts me in a better frame of mind, it helps me sometimes extinguish negativity - it brings light, it never exhausts me, there is always more energy for one more dance. Maybe it's almost like a drug of choice, I guess.. but hey, we're all addicted to something, and I could do worse :)
So next time you get a chance to dance - get up and do it, no one really cares if you're good or not. Your soul is always beautiful dancing.
The beats, the mood - the amount you can say by movements, the expression of a feeling amplified in body form, it's amazing how many voices dance can take. And it's like an unseen bond that ties us altogether.
Almost everyone enjoys a good dance, or good music - tapping of the toe, the slight moving of the head and hands. The consciousness keeps a lot of us from standing up and taking the limelight and I feel you are missing so much.
Dance has always in a way liberated me - saved me from my own mind at times :) It helps creatively and physically use up the energy pent in you. Whether it's negative or happy, excited or numb - there is always a song, there is always a dance.
The feet, the arm, the body in tune or out of tune - maybe it is insanity to try and adapt and replicate the rhythm around us - but it always does a whole deal of good. I have always been surrounded by incredibly good dancers, it's amazing the life they take on when on stage. The whole world becomes a bystander to their feet and the story they tell. It's like living out a dream, an undescribable feeling through your body.
So I try whenever I can to dance - it instantly puts me in a better frame of mind, it helps me sometimes extinguish negativity - it brings light, it never exhausts me, there is always more energy for one more dance. Maybe it's almost like a drug of choice, I guess.. but hey, we're all addicted to something, and I could do worse :)
So next time you get a chance to dance - get up and do it, no one really cares if you're good or not. Your soul is always beautiful dancing.
Monday, October 1, 2012
Hanging On
Day 26
We react, we feel, we express, we create, we destroy - these are part of things that make us human. We feel pain, we grow - it tells us to avoid situations, to be wiser. We learn the tricks of trade, we realize how different people around us are and grow. We survive, we flourish..
What if feeling itself becomes void, the permanence of any moment is lost on you? It's being in a dreamlike mechanical state - almost being the observer of your own existence. Sometimes the purpose feels lost, the destination unclear.. the strings get tighter and amidst all this is a faith that there is a better day - a better tomorrow.. We must stay put, stay still - let the tornado of silence pass us by, let life come to life, sense return to our senses.
You got to hang on, keep living on to see life get better. There have been so many people I've met and times I've gone through the idea of a better day or duration in your life seems like a far-fetched idea. Us having the power to look ahead into the future sometimes is our own undoing. Being human - being able to have so much intelligence and capability but being handicapped with our own interpretation of our self worth and misconstrued imagination. I guess this blog is about those days when the day seems shorter, the nights longer - the thoughts bleak, the hope raw.. when the mind is vulnerable, the heart quiet.. this is when we need to hang on.
Just hang on... the only distance between you and the next better moment is time.
What if feeling itself becomes void, the permanence of any moment is lost on you? It's being in a dreamlike mechanical state - almost being the observer of your own existence. Sometimes the purpose feels lost, the destination unclear.. the strings get tighter and amidst all this is a faith that there is a better day - a better tomorrow.. We must stay put, stay still - let the tornado of silence pass us by, let life come to life, sense return to our senses.
You got to hang on, keep living on to see life get better. There have been so many people I've met and times I've gone through the idea of a better day or duration in your life seems like a far-fetched idea. Us having the power to look ahead into the future sometimes is our own undoing. Being human - being able to have so much intelligence and capability but being handicapped with our own interpretation of our self worth and misconstrued imagination. I guess this blog is about those days when the day seems shorter, the nights longer - the thoughts bleak, the hope raw.. when the mind is vulnerable, the heart quiet.. this is when we need to hang on.
Just hang on... the only distance between you and the next better moment is time.
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