Life is full of beautiful surprises. Chin up!
Earnest had heard that Saturn is playing up with our mood, and as a result, there have been many upheavals in our daily lives. Who needs this?! If it's here, let's try and handle it the best way possible, positively.
Trying to keep fit during my week in London, boxing with Paolo was an excellent start for releasing tensions. Today, attending Aaron's reformer pilates class helped me accomplish my task further. Lunch was at the pub with Salar, who is always a pleasure to meet.
In the evening, Sabet had asked to join him and a bunch of good old friends I had not seen for a gathering at the private members' club, Home House. Before joining the others, I met with Sophie for a drink at a nearby bar for a 'catch-up'. As we got to the entrance of Home House, Sabet had just arrived with Sinalda and two great friends from the past, Mia and Olivia. I met Mia as a teenager through a mutual, dear friend, Reza Abdo, an avant-garde playwright who left this world a while back but whose soul enlightens my life every time I think of him; he had brought us together so long ago. There were familiar faces amongst the crowd, standing in the garden of the private club. Including a lady I managed to mistake for her mother (as young as she looked)! However, she did not quite understand my blunder, as we had also recently met at another event. Phew! The day was saved.
The perfect summer's evening after the day's rainfall.
Pedro joined, and the evening continued at Mia and her sister Olivia's house. Seeing Olivia's beautiful daughters all grown up, greeting me with such warmth after all these years, was an absolute delight. Sarvi blew me away with her new CD and her enchanting words. As we danced to her music, Sinalda and I recalled our trip to Rome a decade ago, where I danced helplessly on a stool in the middle of the VIP area of the club and how, the next day, we tried to hi-jack the latest BMW model of our lawyer host, in the petrol station, outside the city, taking us to lunch in a chateau, as he visited the gents!
It has been a trying time for me recently.
The news of Mama's operation, although she sounds as cheerful as always, recovering well.
Recently, the man who appeared in my life made me realise it's best to stay alone. My mind has been preoccupied with ongoing thoughts about my family and future.
I asked myself: 'Could it be that men are from Mars, which means they are senseless, and women are from Venus, which means they are too complicated regarding relationships?' When made simple and honest, things are more accessible, but even that causes confusion for most!
'Is it a question of cultural differences that doesn't make things easier? In this day and age?'
We are a species able to communicate through words. Why is it we can't get it right? Why so much aggravation? The complexity of the brain, mixed with our past experiences, can surely leave us confused... In bewilderment.
The most astonishing experience of the evening... As Mia was leaving with Tony, giving her a ride home, Olivia walked to accompany me to my car. In a matter of seconds, we both looked up at the clear sky through the buildings surrounding us, and there shone in front of our wide-open eyes... A flashing shooting star! Wow.
Then I remembered reading the ending of the note written by my bedside as I left home earlier for the evening... Something extraordinary is gonna happen.
While there is faith, there is hope. Nothing to complain about.
The other day, leaving the gates of a building with my girl, I heard a charming, older black man delivering a package say to me randomly:
"Looks like the sun's coming out!"
In a rush, I helplessly answered: "Thank God."
He smiled and said: "It's been many years, my dear, since I heard someone say that... Thank God."
Upon reflection, in a surprise, I affirmed: "Really? I say it all the time."
And Thank God
Earnest had heard that Saturn is playing up with our mood, and as a result, there have been many upheavals in our daily lives. Who needs this?! If it's here, let's try and handle it the best way possible, positively.
Trying to keep fit during my week in London, boxing with Paolo was an excellent start for releasing tensions. Today, attending Aaron's reformer pilates class helped me accomplish my task further. Lunch was at the pub with Salar, who is always a pleasure to meet.
In the evening, Sabet had asked to join him and a bunch of good old friends I had not seen for a gathering at the private members' club, Home House. Before joining the others, I met with Sophie for a drink at a nearby bar for a 'catch-up'. As we got to the entrance of Home House, Sabet had just arrived with Sinalda and two great friends from the past, Mia and Olivia. I met Mia as a teenager through a mutual, dear friend, Reza Abdo, an avant-garde playwright who left this world a while back but whose soul enlightens my life every time I think of him; he had brought us together so long ago. There were familiar faces amongst the crowd, standing in the garden of the private club. Including a lady I managed to mistake for her mother (as young as she looked)! However, she did not quite understand my blunder, as we had also recently met at another event. Phew! The day was saved.
The perfect summer's evening after the day's rainfall.
Pedro joined, and the evening continued at Mia and her sister Olivia's house. Seeing Olivia's beautiful daughters all grown up, greeting me with such warmth after all these years, was an absolute delight. Sarvi blew me away with her new CD and her enchanting words. As we danced to her music, Sinalda and I recalled our trip to Rome a decade ago, where I danced helplessly on a stool in the middle of the VIP area of the club and how, the next day, we tried to hi-jack the latest BMW model of our lawyer host, in the petrol station, outside the city, taking us to lunch in a chateau, as he visited the gents!
It has been a trying time for me recently.
The news of Mama's operation, although she sounds as cheerful as always, recovering well.
Recently, the man who appeared in my life made me realise it's best to stay alone. My mind has been preoccupied with ongoing thoughts about my family and future.
I asked myself: 'Could it be that men are from Mars, which means they are senseless, and women are from Venus, which means they are too complicated regarding relationships?' When made simple and honest, things are more accessible, but even that causes confusion for most!
'Is it a question of cultural differences that doesn't make things easier? In this day and age?'
We are a species able to communicate through words. Why is it we can't get it right? Why so much aggravation? The complexity of the brain, mixed with our past experiences, can surely leave us confused... In bewilderment.
The most astonishing experience of the evening... As Mia was leaving with Tony, giving her a ride home, Olivia walked to accompany me to my car. In a matter of seconds, we both looked up at the clear sky through the buildings surrounding us, and there shone in front of our wide-open eyes... A flashing shooting star! Wow.
Then I remembered reading the ending of the note written by my bedside as I left home earlier for the evening... Something extraordinary is gonna happen.
While there is faith, there is hope. Nothing to complain about.
The other day, leaving the gates of a building with my girl, I heard a charming, older black man delivering a package say to me randomly:
"Looks like the sun's coming out!"
In a rush, I helplessly answered: "Thank God."
He smiled and said: "It's been many years, my dear, since I heard someone say that... Thank God."
Upon reflection, in a surprise, I affirmed: "Really? I say it all the time."
And Thank God
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