Archive for January, 2010

If Only it was that Simple

Wednesday, January 13th, 2010

All the things we see around us everyday we start to take for granted after a while. One way I combat this is trying to look at things in a different way. Here is a simple recipe to remind you of the greatness of everyday things (or things you simply become very acquainted with) :

  1. Look at it from a different angle. Whether it is standing only centimeters away from it so you can see the dust standing on the tip of a needle, or in this cause a cactus, or looking at it upside down. The world can be viewed through a million different angles. Pick one and use it to change your perspective.
  2. Every person sees from a different angle, so maybe just try looking through another persons eyes. Have a friend or just some random person describe the object in great detail while you have your eyes closed. Is it the same as you would have described it? If it isn’t think about it, why would that person see it the way they do rather than the way you do?
  3. Think about why you come in contact with this object so often. Just choose a random object you deal with in your everyday life, and think about that object. How different would life be without it? Would you miss it? Or do you need it at all? And if you don’t need it then why are you using it?
  4. Look closer, not just physically moving closer but look at what it is. People take things for face value way too often. Everything is made out of smaller things. Understand that what you see is not a single object but many. Look at all the tiny details you always look past and fully appreciate how complex life truly is.

Instead of just accepting things the way they are, question. It is the only true form of living, to seek knowledge and awareness. You can only have this if you make the effort though. So tomorrow look at something right up close or lie on your back and look at it from upside down. Appreciate what you have, appreciate every detail that is put into life around you. Nothing is as simple as it seems.

How do you ensure that the things in your life aren’t taken for ranted, share your methods for appreciating and understanding life that happens everyday all around you?

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Postcards

Wednesday, January 13th, 2010

There is the quiet hum
Of a T.V. on silent
Sterilized white walls
Everything is so quiet
Yet so very loud
Footsteps echo in the halls
Whispers sound like screams
As they fall on dying ears
Do you know who you are
Or why you are here?
Who ever knows
Who ever will
As they roll
Another one away
Down a long hallway
That they never come back from
He is the one who remains
Locked in by
See through curtains
That cast shadows around him
And thousands of tubes
He is always alone
No one ever at his side
No family
No friends
No memories in the night
To keep him company
In the darkest hours of night
Where the ghosts are so close
And death stands at the foot
Of his skinny little bed
Telling him to come along
It is finally your time
There is just a pile of old postcards
That he bought for himself
What feels like a lifetime ago
From all the places he had been
And said he would never forget
But now he can’t remember
Anything at all
He forgets where he is
And who he is
He is separated and detached
From reality
By what he lacks
Waiting all alone
In a white washed room
With only a T.V. on mute
For company
And a stack of empty postcards
All waiting for the inevitable
The one thing he can never forget
That death is lingering
So very close
He can feel its breath
Whispering in his ear
In a hospital room where Lethe
Swept him away from all he knew
And ever loved
For him there is no future
Or a past
He is floating in an abyss
Stuck between heaven and hell
As the monitor beeps
Slower and slower
The man turns his head
And looks at the postcards
With old weary eyes
He reaches with his weighted hands
Shaking and fumbling
As he picks one up
A little smile on his dried cracked lips
I remember
He whispers but no one hears
As the monitor stops
And a lone tear
Slips from his eye
Staining the postcard
As it falls
Drifting slowly to the ground
Remembered at last

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Roosters…

Tuesday, January 12th, 2010

Here is a little known fact about me, I am actually very afraid of roosters. Not chickens.. just roosters. They are beautiful creatures but very nasty. I really enjoy looking at them but I know not to get to close to them because they are very territorial and won’t hesitate in showing you how they feel. There is just something very threatening about the way a rooster looks at you. Especially  ones like I was taking pictures of in San Juan Batista. They were everywhere, it felt kind of like a cult of chickens, it was slightly frightening. They were all over the place, even on the mission. All watching me, getting ready to attack.

I am not sure why they scare me so much, I guess scared isn’t the right word, I am extremely wary of roosters. I feel like you can’t trust them. They seem deceptive because at first you go in thinking, Oh look at that pretty chicken!

No, sorry not a pretty chicken a mean rooster with big claws. So I stay my distance and mind my own business. Oh, and of course, why did the chicken cross the road? To join the cult of chickens on the other side to attack an innocent girl. Enough said.

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What Do You Reach For?

Monday, January 11th, 2010

Reach out and grasp onto the sun. The things that seem so out of reach are actually at your fingertips. But what are you reaching for? What is it that when you look at the sky that you are looking for? Some of you may know, some may not. That goal is attainable though, it may seem so very hard at times but remember you will never know just how close you are until you try.

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In the Shadow

Sunday, January 10th, 2010

I love the lighting of this photo of a palm tree while I was in Hawaii. Sometimes doing things the wrong way turns out really well.

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Fragile

Saturday, January 9th, 2010

The fragility of life
Is a very scary thing
The thought that
All you ever have worked at
Is for nothing
With just a cut
A scratch
Your life could be taken away
An accident
A slip
Could send you astray
That your life
Could all just be
Another burning ash
In a cigarette try
Just a walk
Could be your last
A fight with family
Could bring an end
So very fast
Just a word softly uttered
Could end it all
A little slip
Could wind up
Being a very big fall
Showing you that
You really are
Insignificant and small
Just a speck
In the eyes of all others
In the face of God
Every bone, every muscle
Every word
Every moment
Could be taken away
Ripped from you
With just a thought
Your world destroyed
Never to return
And no one
Would ever know
That you were gone

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Essence of Hawaii

Thursday, January 7th, 2010

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I Miss You

Wednesday, January 6th, 2010

Can I even begin to explain to you just how much I miss this? Beautiful sky, lying on the beach just watching clouds roll by in eighty degree weather. Can I even begin?

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Creeper Photo: Smile

Tuesday, January 5th, 2010

You guys made me smile. It was so clear you two loved each other and were having so much fun together. You and your son were trying to walk with one shoe shared and having a lot of fun doing it. It just reminds that there is so much good and so much love between people even in the darkest times.  Yet again, you still make me smile and for that I thank you both.

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Dream

Tuesday, January 5th, 2010

Here is a short story I wrote for fun.

Would you live for a single moment? Would you die for it, if it meant the world to you? Alanna’s world was a very small one and she had it all to herself. Except for Lumi, her little dog. Her entire life, all she could remember was snow. Her world was covered with a blanket of snow, relentless and unforgiving.

Alanna lived in this world all on her own, no parents or friends to give her company in the heart of a never-ending blizzard. Lumi was the only friend she ever had, she had always been there when the snow froze over her heart. In her heart she knew she would never be free of her home.

Alanna trudged through the thick snow with her arms wrapped tightly around her chest to keep what warmth she had inside her. Lumi pranced around in the snow leaving little footprints behind. The duo headed towards the little cabin that was nestled safely in the forest. Alanna let her breathe out in white clouds as she laughed at her dog’s antics as she tried to catch a lone butterfly that fluttered always just out of reach of the dog. She bent down grabbing the defeated dog and looked up at their home. The house was made from logs and was very simple. Two windows and a faded red door looked out from the front of the house. In the windowsills sat little figurines carved out of wood. Alanna reached out uncurling her frozen fingers and opened the door with an audible protest of creaks.
Warmth wrapped around Alanna and Lumi as their home welcomed them back. Alanna tapped her shoes together as snow fell off them and dropped Lumi. She hit the ground running, heading straight for the kitchen. Alanna watched her go, and let one last puff of cold air out looking at her home. Straight ahead of her was the kitchen that had a little wooden table and cabinets full of all kinds of food that Alanna had found or learned to make from what the forest gave her. Lumi’s water and food bowls sat right next to Alanna’s chair. The only other room in the house was her room, which contained a bed that laid on the ground, a desk, and a window above her mattress.

Alanna walked softly across the wooden floors into the kitchen where Lumi was pushing around an empty food dish with her nose. She looked up expectantly towards Alanna as she slowly walked into the kitchen. Lumi saw the drag in Alanna’s feet and run up to her. Lumi jumped up putting her little front legs on Alanna’s thighs as Alanna bent down and picked up the dog. Alanna sat down heavily into the chair with Lumi. Alanna looked out the window as the snow beat against it and sighed. She rubbed behind Lumi’s ears and looked on longingly. The butterfly flew into the window and flapped insistently as it looked for safety. Alanna watched it and began to cry. She cried silently since there was no one to listen to her. Her shoulders shook with sadness as she watched the creature that she envied so much die in the snow. Lumi looked up at her and cocked her head in confusion.

“Oh Lumi, all I ever wanted was to fly. If I could fly I could leave this wretched place. We could be free forever of this snow and this emptiness. But look even the butterfly is trapped here, destined to die without friends or family.”

Alanna rubbed away her tears and stood sadly. With heavy shoulders she walked to her room and lay down on her bed. She wrapped herself up in a blanket and looked at Lumi and smiled.

“I’ll find a way to fly. We’ll be free together, I won’t give up I promise.”

She closed her eyes and fell asleep as a lone tear fell down onto Lumi’s snout. Lumi looked at        Alanna and crawled into the bed snuggling in close.

Alanna stood outside of the cabin looking at clear blue sky. She opened her arms up to the sun and a smile spread across her face. The wind tousled her long hair and blew strands into her eyes. The trees swayed around her and she opened up her beautiful wings towards the sky. She pushed off the snow-covered ground and was free. She swooped down over the treetops brushing them with her fingertips. She closed her eyes as she flew, feeling the warmth of the sun and the wind kissing her face. She let out a scream of happiness and flew straight up into the sky. She hit something, hard. Her wings flapped as she looked for the culprit but saw nothing. She reached out and laid her hand on glass. She looked in horror at the glass dome she was concealed in. A hand reached down picking up the dome and shook it hard. The snow started to fall again and beat down on her wings sending her plummeting towards the unforgiving ground. She felt the cold eat up the warmth of the sun while she fell back towards her prison.

Alanna let out an anguished cry sitting bolt upright in bed, sending Lumi flailing across the floor. She let out an angry bark in protest at being woken up. Alanna looked around in sadness as the dream faded. She knew it was true, she would always be trapped. She sighed getting up and went towards the kitchen to feed Lumi. She started to bend over but froze suddenly. A smile spread across her lips as a plan unfolded in her mind. She looked down at Lumi with a wide smile.
“Today Lumi, we are going to fly. Today we will be free forever!” She picked up the confused dog and spun her around as she ran out the front door. Alanna knew what she had to do. She ran outside without a jacket or shoes into the barren wasteland she called home. She grabbed the little butterfly that had died in the snow on her windowsill. Then she ran with Lumi. She ran until she found the wall that was the dome keeping her trapped here. She ignored the cold and set Lumi down. A look of dead determination in her blue eyes.

“You ready to fly Lumi?” she smiled at the dog as she placed her freezing hands on the glass. She started to push. Slowly she felt the dome start to inch forward. She kept pushing until she felt nothingness beneath her. She picked up Lumi and kissed her, as she got ready to fly. She ran back one more time and gave it everything she had. One last push.

That one moment meant everything for Alanna. She gave everything she had for just that single moment as the snow globe spun off the shelf towards the ground. Finally she was free to fly. She lived her whole life for that single moment, and it was everything she had dreamt it would be.

There was a crash and then only a winter’s silence was left with shards of broken glass.

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