Before you were born,
And were still too tiny for
The human eye to see,
You won the race for life
From among 250 million competitors.
How fast you have forgotten
When your very existence
Is proof of your greatness.
You were born a winner,
One who defied the odds
By surviving the most gruesome
Battle of them all.
And now that you are a giant,
Why do you even doubt victory
Against smaller numbers,
And wider margins?
The only walls that exist,
Are those you have placed in your mind.
And whatever obstacles you conceive,
Exist only because you have forgotten
What you have already
Poetry by Suzy Kassem
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.
― Roy T. Bennett
Everybody wants to be happy, but happiness doesn’t come without gratitude, but it’s also impossible to be happy every day because there are so many painful and stressful moments in our lives which makes happiness so out of reach, most days it’s hard to find or even begin to pursue gratitude because there seems to be nothing to be grateful for.
How can one find happiness when a friend or someone close to you totally flips the script and turns on you?
How can you be happy when you feel like your whole life is falling apart?
How can one find happiness when so many people around you are passing on?
Where is the joy in living one day to the next when you’re uncertain of where to put your foot next?
Where is the joy in living a life that feels like you have absolutely no purpose?
Where is the joy in being so overwhelmed you feel so out of touch with everyone around you?
“When nothing goes right, you have to face forward and take it on head first.”
― Kyo Shirodaira
The changing leaves and crisp days of October makes it seem like ages since I enjoyed the warm rays of the August sun stinging my face. We’ve had a pretty good Summer for Scotland and it has left me to wonder, what it will cost us later. My youngest and I always joke that if we had a nice day, we’ll pay for it later because most certainly there’ll be a few days of rain following. The same goes for Summer, if we were blessed with a beautiful Summer, we knew that Winter was not going to be kind. Enduring the temperamental seasons of Scotland, I’ve learned not to complain about the weather, Scotland’s weather can sometimes be unforgiving, and do make me long for the white sandy beaches and warm sunshine of back home. But when I think about the brutality of Hurricane season, I realise we do pay for paradise. Like everything in life, we have to choose our struggle. I can either struggle in the snow or struggle through a Hurricane, most of which was gotten more ferocious with the passing years. Life is about choosing our struggle.
It does not matter how long you are spending on the earth, how much money you have gathered or how much attention you have received. It is the amount of positive vibration you have radiated in life that matters.
― Amit Ray
There has been so much chaos lately, that it’s leaving many people uncertain of their existence, their faith, even themselves. One day to the next you really don’t know what’s coming, you don’t know what life’s going to toss at you next. You don’t know if it’s going to be a small wave crashing against your feet or a Tsunami, completely knocking you off your feet. All you can hope for is that whatever comes, you can keep that horizon in your sights, ride it out and not lose your way and drown in the chaos.
-Yvette N. Treco
All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players, they have their exits and their entrances and one man in his time plays many parts.
I often joke about reinventing myself and the response that comes back is, “again?”. Looking back at old photographs there’s been lots of reinventing and sometimes I wonder, where did she go and what is she doing now? Just as each stage in my life required a different me, I needed to be a different mindset to appreciate those stages. The 16-year-old me would have never appreciated the 20-year-old me. The 20-year-old me definitely would not have appreciated the 26-year old me. That 20 year old would’ve been scared shitless at the thought be becoming a Mom and guardian of another life. Now when I compare the image looking back at me, to imagines in those photographs of me at 16, 20, 30, even 40. None compares to this 50+year old soul I see staring back at me.
This infinite soul that knows the clock is ticking faster each day, that the hours can no longer be wasted on frivolous actions that won’t bring it joy, peace or happiness. Call it intuition, call it a survival mechanism but at some point in our lives, reinventing ourselves no longer becomes an option, it becomes mandatory. Why? Because we cannot spend the rest of our time on this Earth acting the same scene we’ve been acting during our first, second or third acts.