They say things fall into place when the time is right.
For the most part, I believe this. Things do fall into place as they should when the time is right.
Things always fall into place in my life.
Almost always.
But at what point are you supposed to take things into your own hands?
Isn’t there a “shelf life” (Z.S. 2009) for how long you’re supposed to wait for something to fall into place?
At some point you have to take things into your own hands.
You can’t just sit around and wait for things to happen.
It’s easier to do that…
To leave things to God, the universe, fate…
But at some point, you realize you’re not 15, you’ve had enough “me” time, and you’re ready to take that next step.
And if it’s something that’s been on your mind or in your thoughts for a long time (going on 15 years), then at least you need to know that you tried..
Even if it means you have to make a sacrifice or step out of the comfort zone, it’s definitely time to take a stand.
If it’s an epic fail, and you have to be ready for that too, then at least you know you tried.
Is it better to take the risk than be sitting in Timbuktu (literally)?
Well, sitting in Timbuktu is actually pretty sweet and the fact that you might sacrifice doing that for something else, is huge.
But I think it’s time that I take that step and then I’ll leave it to God, the universe, fate to decide what happens next.
At least I can say I tried…
“Hope is not a plan” (S.G. 2010)
Monday, 3 May 2010
Tuesday, 27 April 2010
Saturday, 17 April 2010
perfect day
Running
Cool breeze
Cherry blossoms
Lunch
Friends
Greenery
Farmer’s market
Grass
Rolling hills
Sunbathing
Kids
Runners
Families
Picnic
Reading in the park
Rolling down hills
Laughing
Getting dizzy
Fruit
Fresh air
Sweet tomatoes
Sunshine
Happiness
Gratitude
April 17, 2010
Cool breeze
Cherry blossoms
Lunch
Friends
Greenery
Farmer’s market
Grass
Rolling hills
Sunbathing
Kids
Runners
Families
Picnic
Reading in the park
Rolling down hills
Laughing
Getting dizzy
Fruit
Fresh air
Sweet tomatoes
Sunshine
Happiness
Gratitude
April 17, 2010
Saturday, 27 March 2010
Sunday, 21 March 2010
26.
Dear friends,
Today was perfect in many ways.
I am so blessed…
The amount of thought, love, effort, and sincerity put into today…by everyone
The signs, the cake, the food, the flowers, the music, the stories, the gifts, the love, the dancing, the hugs, the smiles, the wishes, the blessings, the friends, the sun, the love, the love, the love…
My favorites from today:
ST as a clumsy 8 year old boy on TV, “I found a tree in my plate”, Z’s grocery shopping extravaganza and Salahuddin Ayubbid (story of the year!), the sock jumping, rent/zent/lent/fent/nent/went/sent/ment…
And every moment in between..
Thanks for rekindling the sweetness in my life,
RK
Today was perfect in many ways.
I am so blessed…
The amount of thought, love, effort, and sincerity put into today…by everyone
The signs, the cake, the food, the flowers, the music, the stories, the gifts, the love, the dancing, the hugs, the smiles, the wishes, the blessings, the friends, the sun, the love, the love, the love…
My favorites from today:
ST as a clumsy 8 year old boy on TV, “I found a tree in my plate”, Z’s grocery shopping extravaganza and Salahuddin Ayubbid (story of the year!), the sock jumping, rent/zent/lent/fent/nent/went/sent/ment…
And every moment in between..
Thanks for rekindling the sweetness in my life,
RK
Friday, 5 March 2010
A matter of perspective
Kids and pigeons.
The cutest sight. Ever.
A runny-nosed, pink-cheeked, bundled up, four year old boy squealing as he chases pigeons that don’t seem scared, rather annoyed that they must fly 2 feet away only to have to do it again as the excited runny-nosed, pink-cheeked, bundled up four year old gets excited all over again.
His mother less so, as she is hurrying to get to where she needs to be.
But the ephemeral moment of bliss for this boy is worth pausing for. Smile and appreciate this moment, this unadulterated moment that involves only a pigeon, most don’t stop twice to think about.
Most are annoyed, disgusted by these “rats with wings”, but if we just observe kids and pigeons…
Our days might just slightly improve.
The cutest sight. Ever.
A runny-nosed, pink-cheeked, bundled up, four year old boy squealing as he chases pigeons that don’t seem scared, rather annoyed that they must fly 2 feet away only to have to do it again as the excited runny-nosed, pink-cheeked, bundled up four year old gets excited all over again.
His mother less so, as she is hurrying to get to where she needs to be.
But the ephemeral moment of bliss for this boy is worth pausing for. Smile and appreciate this moment, this unadulterated moment that involves only a pigeon, most don’t stop twice to think about.
Most are annoyed, disgusted by these “rats with wings”, but if we just observe kids and pigeons…
Our days might just slightly improve.
Wednesday, 3 February 2010
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