Tuesday, June 21, 2011 'Experience is what you get when you didn't get what you wanted. And experience is often the most valuable thing you have to offer.'That's why I've been living the past year or so with the objective of collecting only life experiences, and the by-products are simply bonuses
'Really achieving my childhood dreams' 1. Be rich enough to own a yacht, airplane, and travel anywhere anytime I like, and to throw money out of a window 2. Write a magazine 3. Design my own house (a mansion of sorts) 4. Have a walk-in closet the size of a clothes store 5. Come in first for a 100m race with lots of spectators (done) 6. Receive a medal/trophy on the top of a podium (done) 7. Play/perform in a gig 8. Travel to every continent on Earth I was inspired by 'The Last Lecture' to review my childhood dreams
Sunday, June 19, 2011 When I was standing in the wake of devastation When I was waiting on the edge of the unknown With the cataclysm raining down My insides crying 'save me now' I was there, impossibly alone The above quite accurately describes my life from 2005-2007 and parts of 2008. And I sure am thankful it's all over (and I'm sure about that)
If you only had a short time to live, what would you do? By far still the most thought-provoking question
Thursday, June 16, 2011 The songs Jetlag, Good life and Hey there Delilah never struck me so deep until now. Kinda forces me to move years/months into the future to start pre-empting pain and sorrow, nip them in the bud, and transform them into a single story of perseverance
Friday, June 10, 2011 I'm occasionally reminded of how much I love Death Cab.It's feeling passion, emotion and climax in apparent monotony. If there's no one beside you When your soul embarks Then I'll follow you into the dark If there was anything I really wanted, it'd be to see everyone who matter to me genuinely happy
Sunday, June 05, 2011 The shittiest part about getting old is that somehow I can't cry when I'm sad/stressed/frustrated anymore. It just translates to a literally heart wrenching pain, and it hurts to fuck.Another aspect is in realizing you're old, have been through shit, but that's only the beginning
Thursday, June 02, 2011 Found this on facebook notes
2010 Nurse reveals the top 5 regrets people make on their deathbed. 1. I wish I'd had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me. This was the most common regret of all. When people realise that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people have had not honoured even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made. It is very important to try and honour at least some of your dreams along the way. From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realise, until they no longer have it. 2. I wish I didn't work so hard. This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children's youth and their partner's companionship. Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence. By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle. 3. I wish I'd had the courage to express my feelings. Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result. We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly,in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win. 4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends. Often they would not truly realise the full benefits of old friends until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved.Everyone misses their friends when they are dying. It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip.But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It is all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks,love and relationships. 5. I wish that I had let myself be happier. This is a surprisingly common one. Many did not realise until the end that happiness is a choice. They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called 'comfort' of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content. When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have sillyness in their life again. When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again,long before you are dying.
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