Four years to get a degree, 2 semesters per year, 8 books per semester. At the end 64 books and no jobs available. Last resort, sell the books and go away, a journey without destination to find my trueself. To discover what the books weren't able to teach me.
Sadly this is the path of many students nowadays.
WDYS
a moment of breath
colourful, flowing with joy
stillness in the air
October has been a month loaded with challenges for me. Too much to do and so little time as the days get shorter. Hurry and hurry from home to my workplace, and vice versa. Instead of prioritizing my needs, I let them go to open space for everything and everybody else. I’m not young anymore, and in the end, my body pays the price for all the hurry/stress I inflict on myself.
I need to slow down and set up priorities. My mind and body need care, and I’m the only one able to provide it to myself.
Wishing a week full of tiny pockets of joy to you!
Haiku for WDYS
It’s thanksgiving day here in Canada. A day off from work, no much to do after yesterday’s dinner prep and socializing. Today is quiet, and I like this way.
Sadje offers these 2 photos as a prompt for WDYS this week:
Since it’s a time to be thankful and I’m revising my goals, I wrote a few thoughts:
one minute per day
miracle on the way
truth pillars
little here and there
sparkling one day
without messages
an eruption is the next
Happy Thanksgiving to you if case your are commemorating today!
They found each other in a raining day. Love at first sight, hope, and cure for their broken hearts.
Hearts, once crying in desolation, now beat as one, mended with stiches of love to create a place for hope.
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i used to go out
always
carrying my faithful companions
a journal, a camera and freedom
registering moments
as if they would disappeared
at any second
thoughts, images and details
now
the journals are piled up
in a corner of my closet
the photos are resting in a shoe box
and the memories are fading
i am alone
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I’m always searching for light, both in the true sense of brightness and the lightness in my thoughts, my being.
Spring is coming, at least trying, the fight with winter seems never-ending. Slowly it gets there, the signs are everywhere; from the grocery store, loaded with tulips and fresh produce, to my garden where the signs are still subtle but promising.
The Earth is smiling and starting to dress up in all colours.
However, darkness lurks in the corner, waiting for an opportunity to take us down. Be wise and keep a source of light at all times.
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Enter at your own risk
You can find pleasure
You can find sorrow
It depends on your mindset
Enter at your own risk
The forest freshness
Can bring relief
But can also aggravate your feelings
Enter at your own risk
Each step counts
To be happy again or
To sustain the distress
Enter at your own risk
It’s up to you!
The suitcases are long packed with memories. I’m waiting. The leather is as wrinkled as my skin. Scars of the time. I wait as the years turn into days, the days into hours and hours into minutes. The hurry from the youth stealing my balance, my breath going away. I wait for …
it's easy to say
not so easy to do
advice, everybody has one
but the recipe is a secret
nobody knows where it is
free your mind
i imagine, it will need
2 cups of forgiveness
2 cups of compassion
1 cup of kindness
1 teaspoon of joy
mix everything together
bake for 1/2 hr at 375 F
oh, i forgot the most
important, the baking powder
for this recipe it'd be self-love
without it
no mind will be free
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Tea & Paper 