“We tend to forget that happiness doesn’t come as a result of getting something we don’t have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.”
– Frederick Keonig
Author Archives: IMJAMEY
And … It’s February
Here’s to reading my writer description and noting it’s from this time last year. Really it is quite an accomplishment, seeing where I’ve come from.
Self growth can be quite extraordinary and terribly revealing.
At least, for the moment, I’m seeing progress. I see steps forward. There is backward reflection, as there always must be, but every step is in the forward direction. Arrows pointing towards the unknown and expectation.
It’s scary realizing you have an appetite.
I may be only realizing now that it’s February of 2013 but I’ve come so far and the months have felt like years. The confusion is understandable and pleasurable.
Here’s to enjoying the future, reflecting the past, and continuously finding our Blogs to be time capsule images of a moment. Because as moments go…I’d rather continue to actively live them then to always stop and write about them.
Quotant Quotable
“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water.”
Dancing like Stars
An actual match. Not forced. Not altered. A match. Pure. Innocent. Unyielding.
Here we are dancing like stars, creating shapes like planets and opportunities like meteors. We are creators. Artists. Hopefuls.
The days pass and we are aligned in that it feels like years. Decades. Memories. Yesterday was a year ago. Yet only the hours remind us. We are happy. We are young.
Moments tell us we have an eternity left. These year-days. I have no more reasons to count.
I’ve found my stationary euphoria. Marked it. Captured it. Watching it grow, eyes wide and heart full.
Fear
Maybe if I keep this up I’ll be prepared for it all. Maybe if I prepare for all of the worst it won’t be so bad when they happen.
It’s maybe this, maybe that…it’s hard to keep track.
You tell me everything will be fine and that in time I’ll believe you; but can that really be true?
I’m so jaded by what’s real and what isn’t, that pretending you’re a dream and I’ll wake up is the easiest explanation.
Bring me back, reality; therefore I won’t fear the dream. I’m constantly battling the fantasy of fairytale.
Quotant Quotable
“Many of us crucify ourselves between two thieves – regret for the past and fear of the future.”
Deep-seated
There are aspects to the human condition I find cycling.
We go year periods with little to no change. From there a big life moment happens. We book mark it, tab it, photograph it. From there we live with that new addition. In the same pattern since birth our life cycles, yet again. This time however, with the new addition.
Almost like a growth, you get used to this thing being in your life, surrounding you. Then another life moment happens and the thing is gone. More quietly your life finds a cycle again. Living without this thing. All in all, one day you realize that it’s like it was never really there. Cycling.
If we can always get back to where we came from, get back to our patterns, then what is the point?
I think the fear of losing something special is hiding in my midst.
Quotant Quotable
“There is little difference in people, but that little difference makes a big difference. The little difference is attitude. The big difference is whether it is positive or negative.”
– W. Clement Stone quotes
Once upon a time…
My Uncle said to me that once he stopped looking for love he then found it. Or more like it came upon him. Suddenly then, it was natural and unwavering.
This thought interests me. Originally, I hadn’t felt that I sought out love. It didn’t seem forced. Gradually, however, under further examination, it appeared my history was a little less than. Less than natural, less than healthy and just less than.
What feels like breath and a cool breeze is where I’m at now. It’s not difficult. It comes without thought. The natural flow to it all is surprising. In a way it can be scary and overwhelming.
Even so soon the fear of losing such a feeling can be…almost self destructive. In the same breath I can say it feels it will never end. The fear I keep hidden away, realizing most irrational thoughts now are brought on by my past and the insecurities that have now been engrained.
Wounds heal and time brings to expectation.
I think my Uncle was right.
And Next
There are people you move on and away from.
To them I say, “I am not sad that I no longer know you.”
Experience is like the peeler to the fruit, carefully getting to what’s within. Most times I don’t like what’s inside.
“For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.”
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