37 is a special number for me.
i am now 37 years old.
it is said that 37 is the commonly accepted average core body temperature (taken internally) -- 37.0 °C. this must mean something good, right? not too hot, not too cold... just right... exactly what Goldilocks thought of Baby Bear's porridge... it's right for the eating.
it is also said that there are 37 holes in the mouthpiece of the old telephone unit, just the right number for the person at the other end to hear you speak. there are also 37 bars in the digits of a digital watch, just enough for us to tell the time.
so this year must be just that for me... JUST RIGHT.
just right -- to let go of the old and make way for the new.
just right -- to feel the highs as well as the lows.
just right -- to see the light, without being blinded.
just right -- to appreciate the rainbow after a heavy downpour
just right -- to feel comfortable in the dark, while waiting for that faint flicker of light
just right -- to prepare for the worst, while hoping for the best
just right -- to taste the bitter, to appreciate the sweetness of life
just right -- to know and pursue battles which i can win, and walk away from those that i can't
just right -- to take on big challenges, while not forgetting life simple pleasures
just right -- to enjoy solitude, while not being too comfortable with it
just right -- to play fair.. love light... live life.
thank you for being part of my life for the past 36 years.
this day starts another fabulous year for me. i invite you to join my journey :)
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Sunday, May 08, 2011
Suspended
As soon as the plane takes off from the runway... i feel my life go on pause.
The flight, however short it may be, becomes a break for me... a break from my life.
Just as the plane is suspended in mid-air, my life takes on a state of suspension -- nothing happens, at least during the duration of the flight. I don't make any decisions. I don't interact with anyone (i don't make small talk with my fellow passengers). I don't need to work. I don't need to worry about anything. My life simply takes a standstill.
These "short breaks" from my life helps me keep my sanity. It gives me a rest from life's daily grind.
It's another world altogether when i'm up there. A world which is not necessarily better, but just different... very different.
08:15pm
08 May 2011
Sunday
My Shoebox
The flight, however short it may be, becomes a break for me... a break from my life.
Just as the plane is suspended in mid-air, my life takes on a state of suspension -- nothing happens, at least during the duration of the flight. I don't make any decisions. I don't interact with anyone (i don't make small talk with my fellow passengers). I don't need to work. I don't need to worry about anything. My life simply takes a standstill.
These "short breaks" from my life helps me keep my sanity. It gives me a rest from life's daily grind.
It's another world altogether when i'm up there. A world which is not necessarily better, but just different... very different.
08:15pm
08 May 2011
Sunday
My Shoebox
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