The January and February blues are all around. But a friend said earlier:
"This is the time for human hibernation, to reflect upon the year ahead and what is coming our way."
Good point. But oh boy...
The days are long, and the nights even longer
All I have to keep thinking is, 'I'm gonna get stronger!'
And on that note, Power of Positivity had a writing on a Nelson Mandela speech:
'Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate, but powerful beyond measure. We doubt ourselves instead of believing ourselves brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous. Don't shrink for others' insecurities, but shine in God's glory and liberate yourself from fear.'
Well, I shortened it in my wording. Be Positive. Be Brave.
Do not think that my positive thinking comes naturally. Oh! I am damned if I ever stop working at it. It keeps showing me the path to better living and thinking. It makes me a happier woman, and through my joy, all I want is for others to feel this way. It is all hit-and-miss. Some you hit. Others you miss. C'est la vie.
Hey, if you Keep doin' what you're doin', you'll get next to me (Bo & Ruth).
I told my new friend, Alfredo, in a chat on Facebook that I never imagined our first meeting would lead to the great friendship that has developed.
He said: 'Life's unpredictable.'
I then added: 'And I absolutely love that about life. The more positive you think and brave you are, the more it gives you.'
Alfredo agreed but continued: 'If my English was only better.'
And I: 'My dear, when I was in Venezuela last year, I spoke Spanish to everyone and told them... Hablo muey bien Espanol. And so they believed me and told me... Si, si. Muey bien. '
He reminded me: 'You're not shy, and you don't care what people can say about it.'
Me again: 'I really don't care. ' True. All you must do is believe in yourself, and others will follow. And your English is way better than my Spanish!'
Then, I remembered my trip to Venezuela with Hala. It was only last February, but time has passed quickly, yet it feels like it was ages ago! So much keeps happening.
I started writing this blog in a questioning mood. Then Soltan, my wonderful brother, called from abroad, and after a long chat, things started looking up. Then, I Skyped with the lovely Gabi, with whom, accompanied by Donna, we visited Fabric on Saturday night. As a result, I missed my all-day meditation course on Sunday but made it to lunch with Heidi! I also did something rather mad later that evening. I drove to Tottenham, which I first thought was in the North of England as opposed to North of London, to meet a tango teacher. My passion for tango became scarce when the older man offered to give me a massage naked in his bed! Que?!? Well, I looked somewhat exhausted from all the dancing and sleeping at 7am for three hours, but that was ridiculous! My shock was in such horror that I could not reply, and as he smiled and went towards his bedroom (to get naked, I presume!), I picked up my bag, got out the door fast, and drove home. Damn. How did that go so wrong?! Haha...
My life seems increasingly like The Adventures of Priscilla!
On an even naughtier note, I took these pictures in the Dubai Mall on my way back from Bali. Lora and I also visited Zuma's in Dubai on the one night I stayed there who would walk in to join us by the DJ stand, but the lovely DJ girlfriend of Lora's whom I had met and spent a beautiful afternoon by the sea with, on my previous visit. I actually really wanted to see her again. It was amazing that she came to Zuma's by chance!
Back to Dubai Mall, with its ice skating ring and colossal aquarium, the following wall was impressive, but...
Now... Don't you find this rather suggestive?!? Or is it my dirty mind?
Haha
Now, a poem I felt like writing for my own pleasure.
Thinking back to an afternoon in Bali brought this to mind:
Sitting under the protection of a colourfully cushioned hut
Reflecting upon the world around me that's about to rut
Hearing the sound of the birds singing all around
The music of the raindrops on the leaves abound
The humidity of a gentle breeze blowing lightly against my skin
This is the time for my year's reflections to begin
In this heavenly surround, earth seems far from the mind
Perhaps it is best not to be harsh but to think very kind
It feels like the question-time is never-ending
Intertwining roads, up and down, all enchanting.
Where am I going next?
I believe in nurturing the love
Flying high above as a helpless dove.
Yet these wings, at times, are too heavy and wet
The strength to move is much of a burden to set.
Set sail above the waves of an infuriating ocean
The danger is all around, but we must take caution.
Into the smoothness of dreams flowing through a mind
That is filled with a past and can sometimes be blind.
The time comes to finally change that thinking cap
Tear apart, free the soul from the shrinking wrap.
God is everywhere, in all we see as beauty
Happiness is what we deserve; this is our duty.
To put aside the worry and smile at the world
Allow the excitement of the future to unfold.
Life is good, and I am happy. Wish the same for you all. Night Night.
"This is the time for human hibernation, to reflect upon the year ahead and what is coming our way."
Good point. But oh boy...
The days are long, and the nights even longer
All I have to keep thinking is, 'I'm gonna get stronger!'
And on that note, Power of Positivity had a writing on a Nelson Mandela speech:
'Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate, but powerful beyond measure. We doubt ourselves instead of believing ourselves brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous. Don't shrink for others' insecurities, but shine in God's glory and liberate yourself from fear.'
Well, I shortened it in my wording. Be Positive. Be Brave.
Do not think that my positive thinking comes naturally. Oh! I am damned if I ever stop working at it. It keeps showing me the path to better living and thinking. It makes me a happier woman, and through my joy, all I want is for others to feel this way. It is all hit-and-miss. Some you hit. Others you miss. C'est la vie.
Hey, if you Keep doin' what you're doin', you'll get next to me (Bo & Ruth).
I told my new friend, Alfredo, in a chat on Facebook that I never imagined our first meeting would lead to the great friendship that has developed.
He said: 'Life's unpredictable.'
I then added: 'And I absolutely love that about life. The more positive you think and brave you are, the more it gives you.'
Alfredo agreed but continued: 'If my English was only better.'
And I: 'My dear, when I was in Venezuela last year, I spoke Spanish to everyone and told them... Hablo muey bien Espanol. And so they believed me and told me... Si, si. Muey bien. '
He reminded me: 'You're not shy, and you don't care what people can say about it.'
Me again: 'I really don't care. ' True. All you must do is believe in yourself, and others will follow. And your English is way better than my Spanish!'
Then, I remembered my trip to Venezuela with Hala. It was only last February, but time has passed quickly, yet it feels like it was ages ago! So much keeps happening.
I started writing this blog in a questioning mood. Then Soltan, my wonderful brother, called from abroad, and after a long chat, things started looking up. Then, I Skyped with the lovely Gabi, with whom, accompanied by Donna, we visited Fabric on Saturday night. As a result, I missed my all-day meditation course on Sunday but made it to lunch with Heidi! I also did something rather mad later that evening. I drove to Tottenham, which I first thought was in the North of England as opposed to North of London, to meet a tango teacher. My passion for tango became scarce when the older man offered to give me a massage naked in his bed! Que?!? Well, I looked somewhat exhausted from all the dancing and sleeping at 7am for three hours, but that was ridiculous! My shock was in such horror that I could not reply, and as he smiled and went towards his bedroom (to get naked, I presume!), I picked up my bag, got out the door fast, and drove home. Damn. How did that go so wrong?! Haha...
My life seems increasingly like The Adventures of Priscilla!
On an even naughtier note, I took these pictures in the Dubai Mall on my way back from Bali. Lora and I also visited Zuma's in Dubai on the one night I stayed there who would walk in to join us by the DJ stand, but the lovely DJ girlfriend of Lora's whom I had met and spent a beautiful afternoon by the sea with, on my previous visit. I actually really wanted to see her again. It was amazing that she came to Zuma's by chance!
Back to Dubai Mall, with its ice skating ring and colossal aquarium, the following wall was impressive, but...
Now... Don't you find this rather suggestive?!? Or is it my dirty mind?
Haha
Now, a poem I felt like writing for my own pleasure.
Thinking back to an afternoon in Bali brought this to mind:
Sitting under the protection of a colourfully cushioned hut
Reflecting upon the world around me that's about to rut
Hearing the sound of the birds singing all around
The music of the raindrops on the leaves abound
The humidity of a gentle breeze blowing lightly against my skin
This is the time for my year's reflections to begin
In this heavenly surround, earth seems far from the mind
Perhaps it is best not to be harsh but to think very kind
It feels like the question-time is never-ending
Intertwining roads, up and down, all enchanting.
Where am I going next?
I believe in nurturing the love
Flying high above as a helpless dove.
Yet these wings, at times, are too heavy and wet
The strength to move is much of a burden to set.
Set sail above the waves of an infuriating ocean
The danger is all around, but we must take caution.
Into the smoothness of dreams flowing through a mind
That is filled with a past and can sometimes be blind.
The time comes to finally change that thinking cap
Tear apart, free the soul from the shrinking wrap.
God is everywhere, in all we see as beauty
Happiness is what we deserve; this is our duty.
To put aside the worry and smile at the world
Allow the excitement of the future to unfold.
Life is good, and I am happy. Wish the same for you all. Night Night.
wonderful :)
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