The Fishbowl

Sometimes I feel like I am running in circles, working hard but not really getting anywhere.  

When I think about what topics I want to write about , I don't always feel inspired~ I worry that I am getting stuck and I am just writing about the same old things all the time, just dressed in different verses.

So, why do I still write...because no matter how insipid, uninspiring, or repetitive my words may be, they are still mine.    

I guess you write about what you know and yes, sometimes that means you get stuck in topic reruns, but that is no reason to stop~ it is a reason to soldier onward.

If you know me, you know I never stay on one topic too long before bouncing on to the next, so I might double back a few (thousand) times, but I am still moving, still imagining, still pondering things in this fishbowl world of mine...and even if I go nowhere fast~ it is still something, something worth writing about..

The Perfect Cherry

I sit here eating a bowl of fresh cherries.

They are all different in shading, shape, and stem size.  I look each one over for imperfections before slipping it pass my lips and laying it on my tongue.  There I feel the firmness before I gently bite down, to sample the sweetness.

After examining each one so thoroughly, I have discovered that not every one tasted as sweetly as I imagined, some were downright bitter.

I wonder how much time we spend looking for something so perfect on the outside, only to be disappointed at what you find inside.

I am about half way through my bowl of cherries and I have learned that you can not pick the perfect cherry by looks alone, you need a little luck.

If you are lucky, then maybe you will find the sweetness you desire.

Dawn of Discovery

Are you happy?  Do you even know what it means?

As we grow, what makes us happy changes.  Will your compass ever point to the exact moment you were content with who you are?

If you have achieved this inner peace, should still look for more?  Is what you have the best it will ever be...or is there something more?

You are the only one who can answer these questions.  You have to know who you are and what makes you content, or happy because the discovery is all yours.

I wish I could give you guidance, but I struggle with the same question myself.

 I am always looking to find something, only to discover it wasn't what I was looking for and I have learned to be happy with what I have.
I enjoy the adventure but I always wonder is there more to be discovered...

Ticking Time

Hear the seconds tick away...see the clock hands circle around and around.  Time, it is always moving, never stopping...How much time do we have?

How many years, months, days, hours, minutes and seconds do we have left?  How will you spend your time?  I don't know if I would want to know the answer.  Just live.

Live with no regrets.  Live knowing you always tried your best.
Live turning the other cheek or just walking away from trouble. Live with love and most of all just live...

We never know when the clock will stop, so keep listening for the ticks...

Cascade

On days like today, I just want to let the shower to run...washing over me, with a hot, cleansing embrace.

I want to drown in the feeling of sanctuary as the water tumbles downward.  I do not know what beckons me here.  I just know the comfort I feel from the percussion of cascading water.

I let the water run until the heat no longer presents itself and my skin begins to tire.  A blanket of steam caresses the room in a cocoon of warmth.

It is only then when I feel restored...

Unrest

There have been so many acts of violence lately that it really makes you wonder what is going on with the world nowadays.

In my neck of the woods, there was rioting earlier this week.  I understand frustration but not hurting others or destroying property to get some point across~ which if you haven't notice~ was lost in the noise.

I guess people with power are always destined to abuse it and I think that is what we are seeing.

Those who are not being heard are lashing out~ but do you really think change is going to come?

I am leery because I don't think there is a true solution to our current problems.  Sure, we can put a band-aid on it~ but that is no real fix~people would have to actually change~ and I don't think we are willing to do that just to make someone else's life a little better~

It really is a shame....

The Game of Life

Do we get complacent if life?

I guess there is a comfort in the predictability of things, knowing what to expect.

I think we strive for some sense of routine but are we happy when we get what we think we want?

For me, it seems as soon as I get to a place where I start feeling comfortable with life, I collide and everything that was so settled is now shaken up.

It seems that my life is but a game of perfection, fast-moving, popping fun which always borders on frustration, but yet, I still play...

I just need to accept that fact that I can not determine the exact path my life.

I cannot predict the hurdles or the straightaways.  I just have to learn to enjoy the ride...