A friend is a person
you can trust,
who won't turn away from you;
a friend will always be there
when you really need someone,
and will come to you
when they need help.
A friend will listen to you
even when they don't
understand or agree
with your feelings;
a friend will never try
to change you,
but appreciates you for who you are.
A friend is someone
you can share dreams, hopes and feelings with.
A friend always remembers
the little things you've done,
the times you've shared,
and the talks you've had.
A friend is one of life's
most beautiful gifts.
Luann Auciello
Monday, 21 March 2011
Saturday, 19 March 2011
So succinct
So succinct... yet so eye-opening. Focus on and realise your own potential and abilities :)
What lies behind us
and what lies before us
are tiny matters
compared to
what lies within us
What lies behind us
and what lies before us
are tiny matters
compared to
what lies within us
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Thursday, 17 March 2011
Who... me?
Who... Me?
Really? Me?
Opening up like this?
Wow! What a shift for me...
to put my writing out there
in the public domain
for all eyes to see
Really feels like baring my soul
is what I'm doing
May seem like a little thing
But it really is not
For a person who is really very private
until recently maybe
About feelings, emotions, underlying thoughts
The deep nitty gritty of it all gets penned down
- usually in a little book or piece of paper
and kept in a safe place for my eyes only
But I think that I finally feel brave enough,
confident enough, and yes, safe enough
to be able to take the leap.
Yes I have always been jotting down
But for the 1st time I am putting myself out there
- for the things that I have written
and those pieces that I have picked that were written by others.
It really is quite a shift...
a big step
like you can see right down to my inner being
my soul
Each piece, each word
carefully chosen over the years
Being used as a band-aid at times, as encouragement and motivation,
as a sounding board for raw emotion,
for so many things and so many contexts.
I used the words, mine and others,
as a means to express myself
And now I continue to use it to express myself
- and between you and me...
It is a bit nerve-wrecking
But oh so liberating too.
R
Really? Me?
Opening up like this?
Wow! What a shift for me...
to put my writing out there
in the public domain
for all eyes to see
Really feels like baring my soul
is what I'm doing
May seem like a little thing
But it really is not
For a person who is really very private
until recently maybe
About feelings, emotions, underlying thoughts
The deep nitty gritty of it all gets penned down
- usually in a little book or piece of paper
and kept in a safe place for my eyes only
But I think that I finally feel brave enough,
confident enough, and yes, safe enough
to be able to take the leap.
Yes I have always been jotting down
But for the 1st time I am putting myself out there
- for the things that I have written
and those pieces that I have picked that were written by others.
It really is quite a shift...
a big step
like you can see right down to my inner being
my soul
Each piece, each word
carefully chosen over the years
Being used as a band-aid at times, as encouragement and motivation,
as a sounding board for raw emotion,
for so many things and so many contexts.
I used the words, mine and others,
as a means to express myself
And now I continue to use it to express myself
- and between you and me...
It is a bit nerve-wrecking
But oh so liberating too.
R
Monday, 14 March 2011
Courage
I really seem to connect with these words:
The true meaning of courage is to be afraid, and then, with your knees knocking and your heart racing, to step out anyway -
even when that step makes sense to nobody but you.
I know that's not easy.
But making a bold move is the only way to truly advance toward the grandest vision the universe has for you.
Oprah
The true meaning of courage is to be afraid, and then, with your knees knocking and your heart racing, to step out anyway -
even when that step makes sense to nobody but you.
I know that's not easy.
But making a bold move is the only way to truly advance toward the grandest vision the universe has for you.
Oprah
If
Find this so inspiring... especially - If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds' worth of distance run...
Its worth the read!
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
Rudyard Kipling
Its worth the read!
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
Rudyard Kipling
Sunday, 13 March 2011
Stay Strong
Written for a dear friend after a tragic accident:
Stay strong little bird
The wind is strong
pushing against you
But, be brave little bird
Spread your wings
flex your muscles
Spread your wings
- and fly
Fly above the
turbulent clouds
Rise above the
thunder and rain
Fly
Rise above
and come back
smiling again
Stay strong little bird
The wind is strong
pushing against you
But, be brave little bird
Spread your wings
flex your muscles
Spread your wings
- and fly
Fly above the
turbulent clouds
Rise above the
thunder and rain
Fly
Rise above
and come back
smiling again
Rabia Edries
12/3/2003 beginnings
Wow... my 1st post on my 1st blog! Written expression in different forms has been part of my life since I started to write. Little scribbles here and there, on pieces of paper, napkins and any surface that was at hand actually! Never thought that it was important in any way, but always felt the urge to jot down my thoughts or feelings or observations. A few words here and there, then a few lines. Today I found my "collection". Hahaaa... I had such a laugh flipping through the file I had so diligently put together during my college days. It contains little scribbles and song lyrics that I so earnestly had written down, and the latest additions that were typed out. Lucky for me, I had made the point of writing the date each time, which has made it now so meaningful to me. Looks like I got very into song lyrics at one stage during primary school, jotting down the words of my favourite songs and even making up a few of my own. Funny thinking about it now! Besides my own "collection", during high school I started collecting pieces of writing - short quotes, sayings, poems etc - by famous authors, writers, even celebraties... anything that I found interesting. It was at that time where we started analysing poetry, plays and stories for English that my interest in the meanings became hightened. The words behind the words... the said and the unsaid. I started to appreciate the talents and genius of known authors and poets, and also the jottings and writings of the unknown. So here we go... from the known, unknown, mine, others... a kaleidascope of thoughts, ideas, observations and feelings.
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