Either you know or you don't

No one person can be it all.
We all need a cornucopia of spices to make our lives more flavourful.

Is it easy...not by a long shot.
Can everyone understand it....no way.

That being said, one life...we make it what it is.

We can live in the confines of our confinements and yet spread our arms wide and reach the edges of
our existence.
No one can tell us what is right or wrong for us but us.

We can be committed and yet feel the freedom of the soul.

It makes my heart sing....to know that I can steal moments from my life and make then my own.
No one can take them away from me.
I own them and file them under the category of  memories to visit when I want to feel alive again....
in the meanwhile we march on....

Does it matter...should it matter ?

Your hair are too thin,
You let yourself go,
You need to cut back on carbs.

Really?
Have you seen yourself?
Does it matter really to you or anyone if my hair are thin?

Would you not rather know how I am doing?
If I am happy?
If something is not well with me?

Why are appearances that all that matter?

The bigger question is why do I care?
Should I care?
What they think?
Why does it still bother me?

Life is tough... why make it tougher for someone by judging them? 

white cotton candy

I drove down the winding lanes,
The sunlight warming my fingers,
Clouds spread out in the baby blue sky,
Like fluffy cotton candy floating about.

My music floating on the wings of the air swirling around me.
I dreamed of the past, the present and the future.

I found my fingers twirling my hair,
I smiled and frowned and felt happy and sad...all at once.

My car turned with every turn and so did my feelings...

There is just so much to do that when I slow down...I dont want to.

I want to see ... I want to dream.... I want to live....completely... without compromise....

I want to be Alive! 

Its an uncertain world out there

As we watch the news with horror, we hold our little ones a little closer
and become a little more afraid of the world out there.
We teach our children to share, to try to get along,
love and patience is the key and not violence and aggression.
Yet its exactly the opposite that the world portrays out there.
My soul shudders to think of the callous and desensitized world out there.
Where some day our little ones will be alone.
Should we stop watching the news? Should we withdraw from society
that seems to be going to hell in a hand basket?
How will we ever explain these atrocities against humanity to our kids?

Waiting for Godot....

When I read the play...so long ago....I loved it ...
But today I understand it.

The perpetual state of waiting.
We wait to go somewhere. We wait to get somewhere. We wait for someone.
We wait .... period.
All our lives.
It is our illusion to think we have control and we can get up and end the waiting...
WE find that no matter how much we begin walking...we still end up where we
were until destiny has willed it so.

So is there free will? Don't think so.

The wheel will turn at its own pace and events will play out the way they will.

All we get to do is...wait.....

Thus... we are all Waiting for Godot.