Looking back I realize how much of my life I've spent worrying about life. Yes, sounds silly right? Well, even though worry was on the surface, in between, and below, I still found those rare moments to enjoy the moment, and in spite of the fact that these moments originated from emotional impulsiveness, I do not regret any of it. There is a certain feeling of peacefulness and tranquility one attains when, after much self criticism and destruction, one finally finds the way to forgive oneself, reflect, learn, and create the good self. Yes, I have changed, not who I am, but instead, how I am. Thank you to all the people in my life who have given me a little piece of themselves to me, for all of you have a place and print on the road map of my life.
Secrets of Life
Writing about my life and learning experiences as I become the person I am, in hopes of making a difference in people's lives. We are all struggling to survive, lets teach each other the secrets to life as it should be.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
When I'm Hurting
WHEN I'M HURTING
It's easier for you to walk away, than it is for you to reach out to me.
It's easier for you to look away, than it is for you to see the depth of my despair.
It's easier for you to look through me, than it is for you to see "me."
It's easier for you to distance yourself, than it is for you to really care.
It's easier for you to hear, than it is for you to listen.
It's easier for you to judge, than it is for you to understand.
It's easier for you to label, than it is to get acquainted.
It's easier for you to bask in your joy, than it is for you to feel my pain.
It's easier for you to bewilder at my mysteries, than it is for you to probe deeply into the depths of my soul.
It's easier for me to look away, than it is to let you see the feelings betrayed through my eyes.
It's easier for me to cry, than it is for me to talk.
It's easier for me to walk alone, than it is to risk rejection.
It's easier for me to push you away, than it is for me to be held.
It's easier for me to distance myself, than it is to trust that you won´t hurt me.
It's easier for me to die, than it is for me to face life's challenges.
It's hard for me to smile when I am hurting.
It's hard for me to talk when you won't understand.
It's hard for me to reach out when I need help the most.
If only you'd really look at me and see who I am.
If only you cared enough to reach out when I push you away.
If only you'd hold me, without asking why.
If only you'd acknowledge the validity of my feelings.
But it's the easy roads that are most often taken.
And so I hurt alone.
--Jo A. Witt
Copyright 2000
Friday, March 18, 2011
Sweet Molecule: Experiments from Scratch
What does the title bring to mind? I will tell you the answer later, but first I'd like to know what it brings to your mind when you hear "Sweet Molecule"... then take a look at the link.
http://www.physorg.com/news146828393.html
http://www.physorg.com/news146828393.html
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
BANDHA YOGA ~ If You Are Interested In Health You Will Find This Incredible! ~
If you are interested in all that Bandhayoga has available, please visit this link:
http://www.bandhayoga.com/idevaffiliate/idevaffiliate.php?id=694
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Food for Thought ~ Peace
Photography, painting, writing, reading,learning, bicycling, hiking, swimming, yoga, meditation, breathing in the fresh air and listening to the sounds of the ocean...is all I'm in the mood for lately.....it's a great feeling... so simple yet so fulfilling ~ surround yourself around people who bring out the best in you, who inspires you to be closer to your own soul & calling. Do things that bring you a little bit closer to earth, to the truth, and let the simple but positive natural energy flow within. I welcome this energy, I need this energy, it heals wounds, brightens my heart and soul, and then settles like dust, it's what I call inner peace.
Do You Know What It Means to Live? The Beginning of ZIVANKA ~
Her name was Zivanka.
Zivanka \z(i)-van-ka, ziv(a)-nka\ as a girl's name is of Slavic origin, and the meaning of Zivanka is "full of life".
In the beginning she was too little to understand, she was a baby. As a child, she was still too young to understand. Then as a teenager everything to her became a big grey cloud of confusion, distraction, perplexity, turmoil, and insecurity. Zivanka really didn't know why she was on such a dark road under a dark grey cloud, but she assumed it had something to do with her "already implanted personality", her own doing, her own fault. Whatever was happening around her since the day she was born until she reached about 14 years of age, had affected her life tremendously, causing a domino effect for years to come....of course she was oblivious to it, and many years of life just passed her by like water running in the sink.
~ One can only feel life in the present moment, you miss life if you run to the future or get stuck in the past ~
Zivanka, not only did she not feel life, she did not know how to live, she did not grasp the understanding of life. The future for her was always a very distant place for her. She never imagined she would be in the future. She couldn't deal with the present moment and all she had learned was from the past.
Imagine yourself trying to get to the airport, you have a flight to catch, it is the last flight that leaves out of your area to take you to a safe place, because an earthquake is predicted and everyone must evacuate immediately! Imagine the urgency of getting to the airport on time to save your life, because if you don't catch this flight, you have a 90% chance of dying. > click > Now picture yourself driving your car to the airport, as you approach the end of the main road, you must make a left turn, but you can't, some how the road curves and you see yourself making a donut, you are stuck, and eventually you are exhausted of going in circles and trying to turn on a curve, it is just not possible, and you give up. You experience the earthquake alone and survive, but you are left with some wounds that eventually turn into scars. This is how Zivanka experienced her life.
No one seemed to notice these scars though, and if by any chance, someone did get a glimpse of them, they wouldn't even bother to say or ask anything, people would just simply ignore it. Zivanka was too shy, ashamed, and embarrassed that she was the only one who was incapable of making that left turn, and so she kept quiet, in hopes that people would not notice how dumb and stupid she believed she was........
....The earthquake experience became another learning point for Zivanka...she continued living by the past, didn't look to the future (a distant magical and surreal place), and couldn't grasp the present. She continued dying her life.
Zivanka \z(i)-van-ka, ziv(a)-nka\ as a girl's name is of Slavic origin, and the meaning of Zivanka is "full of life".
In the beginning she was too little to understand, she was a baby. As a child, she was still too young to understand. Then as a teenager everything to her became a big grey cloud of confusion, distraction, perplexity, turmoil, and insecurity. Zivanka really didn't know why she was on such a dark road under a dark grey cloud, but she assumed it had something to do with her "already implanted personality", her own doing, her own fault. Whatever was happening around her since the day she was born until she reached about 14 years of age, had affected her life tremendously, causing a domino effect for years to come....of course she was oblivious to it, and many years of life just passed her by like water running in the sink.
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/87/244272584_661dd02877.jpg
~ One can only feel life in the present moment, you miss life if you run to the future or get stuck in the past ~
Zivanka, not only did she not feel life, she did not know how to live, she did not grasp the understanding of life. The future for her was always a very distant place for her. She never imagined she would be in the future. She couldn't deal with the present moment and all she had learned was from the past.
Imagine yourself trying to get to the airport, you have a flight to catch, it is the last flight that leaves out of your area to take you to a safe place, because an earthquake is predicted and everyone must evacuate immediately! Imagine the urgency of getting to the airport on time to save your life, because if you don't catch this flight, you have a 90% chance of dying. > click > Now picture yourself driving your car to the airport, as you approach the end of the main road, you must make a left turn, but you can't, some how the road curves and you see yourself making a donut, you are stuck, and eventually you are exhausted of going in circles and trying to turn on a curve, it is just not possible, and you give up. You experience the earthquake alone and survive, but you are left with some wounds that eventually turn into scars. This is how Zivanka experienced her life.
No one seemed to notice these scars though, and if by any chance, someone did get a glimpse of them, they wouldn't even bother to say or ask anything, people would just simply ignore it. Zivanka was too shy, ashamed, and embarrassed that she was the only one who was incapable of making that left turn, and so she kept quiet, in hopes that people would not notice how dumb and stupid she believed she was........
....The earthquake experience became another learning point for Zivanka...she continued living by the past, didn't look to the future (a distant magical and surreal place), and couldn't grasp the present. She continued dying her life.
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