In this labyrinth I wander
so many choices to ponder
And with each new day
The path is remade
The journey goes on even further
Even then, when we think it’s the end
A new door will open before us.
Stains mark my hands, my body ,my soul.
Scars and wear mark what was once unblemished pink and new.
Stained,scarred,worn and polished indelible signs of a life lived.
But I live..and you do too.
If you see me as I see you then I am beautiful .
Your love cleanses and regenerates my whole being.
Body ,mind, and soul
- Assignment 2: Seeing like your Camera (chrispaynephotoblog.wordpress.com)
- Philippines to plant more mangroves in wake of Typhoon Haiyan/Yolanda (crofsblogs.typepad.com)
As a recent inductee into the world of Twitter and blogging, I am amazed and dismayed at the same time. We live in a time where we can communicate freely with others all over the world, and yet we do not know our own neighbor beside us. Now that we have the Internet , everyone in the civilized world is virtually attached to some sort of screen: T.V., computer, smart phone… With locked eyes, we are lurkers and spectators to life. We are watching the world go by us. With each introduction of a new device, we are in danger of a continuing estrangement with the people who are physically closest to us.
I keep seeing on the social media sites admittance that ‘IRL’, as posters like to say, they aren’t like how they are online. That’s fine as long as they actually have a real life. Then I see the word ‘YOLO’, an acronym for You Only Live Once. That should be freeing and empowering. But what I have seen is that it has been used to excuse a lot of very self-destructive and life-damaging behavior. People post photos of horrible acts, done in the name of ‘YOLO’. I fear to Google that phrase because of what I might find, writing that .I know I sound like a prim old lady.
But my point is this. We live in a polarizing and extreme society. There is overprotective, infantile behavior and then there is extreme exploitation. There is the ability to talk to people we never would have dreamed of talking to in the past. Yet, the chances of being ostracized and victimized have increased exponentially, both virtually and physically. As I write this, I realize that I have put myself out into the virtual world. I may or may not seem relevant. I may or may not be liked. I may or may not be accepted. But I accept that. There is no way of pleasing everyone and I can be only who I am.
In the past children roamed a little more freely and neighbors sat on porches. We were encouraged to socialize with the people around us. At times, we dealt with people and issues we didn’t want to. Maybe we were even more than a little, at times, in danger. But then, we had real lives. At the risk of sounding nostalgic and maybe a little ungrateful to the medium I’m using, I will tell you .I miss those times. So, I will not let these times stop me from having a real life.
- Be careful of Virtual World (mishraumesh.wordpress.com)
I swear it has been with me all my life. I still gawp and cry at the beauty of world around me. I am humbled and yet I feel comfort from this.
One of my all time favorites. One of many that I enjoy from William Blake.
- You Never Know What is Enough Unless… – William Blake (lifehack.org)
- AH Sunflower- By: William Blake (poeticcypher.wordpress.com)
I keep reminding myself its the journey not the destination. To be mindful and aware of the day that is here and not ruminate about the past or have angst and anxiety over the future. I know, simple stuff. But this isn’t rocket science people. Pay attention to your todays and the tomorrows will take care of themselves. I also remind myself I am striving to be my best me, not anyone elses. I am doing this for me. You have to take care of your own happiness. Its nobody elses job and lets face it. No one wants to hear a moaner, groaner or lifes not fairer. Did I just make up a word ? Oh well, like I said Im doing this for me.