“So, kiss the girl. Buy the dress. Take a vacation. Join the circus. Order the fried frog legs. Try out for the play. Learn to snowboard. Do something that scares the shit out of you. Or something that makes you happy. Or something that makes you cry. Whatever it is, do something that makes you feel. Because feeling nothing is no way to go through life.” – Valerie Thomas, From What I Remember . . .
Month: July 2016
True that!!
“We fiction writers are a brazen lot, are we not? For we, in our passion, embrace just enough truth to consecrate our delicately contrived lies.” – Val Edward Simone
Beautifully phrased array of words..
“The joy of travel does not lie in reaching the destination, but in the companions met with on the journey, the changing scenery through which the traveller passes, and even the inconveniences that break up the monotony of the ordinary routine life.” – A.R. Calhoon, How to Get on in the World
How I met myself
After going through a recent trauma in my personal life, I was on a journey to revive myself mentally and gain my emotional strength back. During this process, I found myself on two parallel paths. One which I had to take to have a normal recovery. And another which I ended up taking by virtue of my nature.
To be continued….
The fault in our stars..
I fell in love with you
Just like you fall asleep
Slowly and gradually
And then all at once
I did not have to say it
You never asked me to
You never said it
I never needed you to.
It was just a matter of few moments
Like a flash of lightning
Struck me once from nowhere at all
And I was left wounded
You said the right things at the right time
Taking away my breath each time
Was like living a dream
Which I was hoping would come true
You never asked anything from me
It was me who gave it all myself
The thing that beats in the centre of my chest
Yes that thing used to beat day and night
But now that thing beats no more
I have it no more.
I had to give it away
Now I have yours, and that I’ll never give away.
I will wait for the stars to align
I have read stars do move
While the stars take their time,
I’ll be falling deep in love with you.
The stars should make sense sooner
Because if I fall too deep,
You won’t be able to lift me back up
And I’ll be happily lying there.
I’ll be lying there with my new constellation.
Next to my stars and probably yours too.
And you’ll be there next to your stars too.
And the last of my stars will be connected to the first of yours too.
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3 reasons why going through a trauma can end up being beneficial for women in late 20’s.
1) recognising your hidden strengths: In the rare circumstances when you have no choice but to gather yourself up and move forward, you are more likely to discover your own self. You will realise you are actually stronger than you think.
2) getting out of your comfort zone : When we reach a place in our life where we seem to have everything we wanted, we become too comfortable. This stops us from growing further and even though we might seem to be at our happiest best, we can do better if we are pushed harder.
3) renovating our life and changing priorities:
Soon after a trauma occurs, we go into a bubble and enter what is known as the mourning period. This lasts for anything from few days to months or even a year or two depending on the intensity of the trauma as well as our threshold. Once this period is over, we come out stronger and more confident. Introspection comes into play and we are on a roll to change our lives inside out. We face things upfront and remove negative thoughts and people like weeds from a plant. This process brings out the best in us and is the most important reason for us to agree why what happened was for the best.
Guest House by Rumi — Matt Mullenweg
This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they are a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably. He may…
The Rule Of Law Matters — David Millett Publications
It is not the job of the police to kill people. This decision lies with the judicial system. Law enforcement’s job is to enforce laws not to execute citizens.
freedom
Escaping the grounds
From the air that surrounds
Moments of clarity
Therapeutic disparity
Half a sun n half a moon
Half a plate n half a spoon
Half the pain n half the joy
Half an adult n half a toy
Worn out shoes
With imprints on them
Dirt laden fingers
With dust in between the spaces
Fleeting legs but fluttering hearts
Dried up tears at the valleys of eyes
Still sparkling eyes thoroughly washed
Misunderstood by more than one
I wasn’t trying to move too fast
But I have travelled way too far now
The beats of my body are losing pace
Breaths are giving way to what I have to say
My verbal story won’t hold true anymore
Life signs are all over the place
Pain and grief are covering me now
As I cover my sweet sadness
Those small fragments of life
that I carried more like a load on my back
They’re themselves drifting away
And I won’t be chasing them
Like a sun trying to shine from behind the clouds
Like a person trying to scream from within the crowds
I have touched my freedom
But it hasn’t touched me
But the story is told that I’m still free…
Tendencies 