From SFO to LAX, May 14, 2010
As I sit here on my way to LAX, I ask myself, how lucky am I? I pinched myself to see if I wasn't dreaming all of this. In front of me through my window is one of the most beautiful sunset I've ever seen. Orange with pink hues and tones of purpley-blue. I close my eyes for a moment and thank whoever and whatever brought me to where I am in life right now. I am but another spec in this enormous universe (I know) and yet I can't help but feel special. I seem to always end up the right time and the right place and seem to meet the right people. Is it kismet? Was I destined to end up exactly here at this very moment? I'm not really sure. One thing I am sure of, is the gratefulness that I always have in my heart and the matching smile I have on my face. It is as sure as a mothers love, as deep as the deepest sea, as bright as the summer sun and as beautiful as the earth and all that inhabits it.
From LAX to SFO, May 16, 2010
What does it matter? It isn't yours to begin with...or is it? One of the many absurdities in life is determining hard to define things. When I was younger it seems I knew everything. But the more I surrender to things and the more I mature and understand things, the more I feel unclear and left with more questions. For example, I am still unsure whether I believe that life should either be black or white or perhaps, you can also gauge it with different shades of gray, for things that cannot be defined concretely or for the in-between times. Or do we merely use these gray shades for convenience? Or maybe the grays of life is what makes us who we are, maybe those shades of gray are the details that we need to work out until we're certain enough to call it uniquely black or wonderfully white. Maybe the in-betweens are the sweet, unavoidable, decadent details of which our characters are shaped with. Maybe, they are the stuff that makes us who we are. After all, life is a huge abstract and a blood bath all in one. Depending on your brain power, life stance, determination and frame of mind, you can find yourself amused, enchanted, captivated and spellbound or frustrated, annoyed and depressed.
So, here's a question and a challenge - What will it be for you? When it counts the most, do you find yourself dreamily, happily, merrily wondering and wandering during the gray times or do you find yourself vexatiously confused and peeved? When it counts, do you make the most of your time here on earth? When it counts do you make the right decisions? When it counts do you do what is right? When it counts are you honest with yourself and the people you love? Do you make it count, when it counts?
As I sit here on my way to LAX, I ask myself, how lucky am I? I pinched myself to see if I wasn't dreaming all of this. In front of me through my window is one of the most beautiful sunset I've ever seen. Orange with pink hues and tones of purpley-blue. I close my eyes for a moment and thank whoever and whatever brought me to where I am in life right now. I am but another spec in this enormous universe (I know) and yet I can't help but feel special. I seem to always end up the right time and the right place and seem to meet the right people. Is it kismet? Was I destined to end up exactly here at this very moment? I'm not really sure. One thing I am sure of, is the gratefulness that I always have in my heart and the matching smile I have on my face. It is as sure as a mothers love, as deep as the deepest sea, as bright as the summer sun and as beautiful as the earth and all that inhabits it.
From LAX to SFO, May 16, 2010
What does it matter? It isn't yours to begin with...or is it? One of the many absurdities in life is determining hard to define things. When I was younger it seems I knew everything. But the more I surrender to things and the more I mature and understand things, the more I feel unclear and left with more questions. For example, I am still unsure whether I believe that life should either be black or white or perhaps, you can also gauge it with different shades of gray, for things that cannot be defined concretely or for the in-between times. Or do we merely use these gray shades for convenience? Or maybe the grays of life is what makes us who we are, maybe those shades of gray are the details that we need to work out until we're certain enough to call it uniquely black or wonderfully white. Maybe the in-betweens are the sweet, unavoidable, decadent details of which our characters are shaped with. Maybe, they are the stuff that makes us who we are. After all, life is a huge abstract and a blood bath all in one. Depending on your brain power, life stance, determination and frame of mind, you can find yourself amused, enchanted, captivated and spellbound or frustrated, annoyed and depressed.
So, here's a question and a challenge - What will it be for you? When it counts the most, do you find yourself dreamily, happily, merrily wondering and wandering during the gray times or do you find yourself vexatiously confused and peeved? When it counts, do you make the most of your time here on earth? When it counts do you make the right decisions? When it counts do you do what is right? When it counts are you honest with yourself and the people you love? Do you make it count, when it counts?
I love this - you have such a brilliant mind. I would love to see inside that head of yours. You have such a wonderful way with words. Your words are truly inspiring and healing. You are a beautiful person and a gifted writer. Keep doing what you're doing.
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