The voice, the pen

I have often noticed how, what one feels, another thinks. Why, then, should we not share those thoughts and feelings? It might make things clearer for all... Here, I am offering snippets on whatever gets me thinking, with the intention of sharing these moments with you, hoping for a dialogue of sorts. Whether a word, a sentence, a whole text, please, share.

Friday 31 August 2012

Celebrate!


Every thing must have its beginning celebrated. After all, it is a miracle – that which was not, now is, like the first ‘1’ of the Fibonacci sequence. So, I am celebrating the beginning of this computer, of this new period in my life, creation and all.

Not all beginnings are auspicious, however. Some are downright disheartening. But if we had no moments to make us take stock and realise what is the real value of what we are facing, what we are interested in, well then, we would simply miss the chance to celebrate all those new chances!

I am at a time where everything is a question mark, everything a chance, everything a celebration. And yes, I am riddled with anxiety at the prospect, plagued with doubts whether I am making the right choices, using up my chances wisely. I am also living through moments of excruciating pain, of grief, or sorrow for that which was, and now is not. Still, I keep going, aware of the goal, the focus of my heart, the reality of my Being. Letting go of the present is hard, but letting go of the reality we can, are entitled to, need to! create – THAT  is the true monster under the bed.

What to do, then? After all, the pain now seems so much more real than any dreamed-of heart-fulfilling reality. Why not just sit and lick my wounds, let the future arrive when it will? If it is my promised desire, then it should arrive to my doorstep by itself, surely. And if it doesn’t? Well, then it was not to be; or I did something that made me unworthy; or someone took it from me...

How many excuses before we create what we want, rather than re-live, re-create what has already been, what is, what leaves us wanting, fearful of its disappearance? How many excuses before we stand up and take pride in our responsibilities?

Stand up and celebrate!!

I created all the beauty in my present, in my past, and in my future – I did it, and it’s all mine, and how proud I am of it!

I also created all the rough times, the fuck-ups, the mistakes – and they are all mine, too, and how proud I am of them!

For every thing in my life is an expression of myself. So I celebrate any new chance to create anew.

What have you created recently that you should celebrate?