Help me out said the minnow to the trout,
I was lost and found myself swimming in your mouth.
Help me chief,
I've got to plans for you and me,
I swear upon this riverbed I'll help you feel young again.
Not your every day circumstance,
Hummingbird taking coffee with the ants.
When I talk about beliefs with people, I realize that the one thing I will never stop believing in is a newer world. Whether it's politically, socially, spiritually, I believe that each day we have the chance to understand that everyday, the world is becoming a better place. Every time I wake up, it would be good to remind myself to love better, and learn greater things.
I have so much fun everyday. I enjoy the people in my life so much. It's not unusual for me to think that I am the luckiest person in the world. I have encountered the most beautiful, fearless people that have taught me what love feels like. People who stand in between myself and the harshness of this world. People who smile at me, embrace me, laugh with me, and sit with me. When I think of all I have, I am astounded and overwhelmed at where life has brought me. Those in my life now make me excited for what is on it's way. I love doing what I do, and I think for the last however many years of my life, I haven't let a day slip by without laughter in it, or at least a smile.
That's rich.
July 20
Consider me obsessed-
but sitting with them again, being with them again,
and listening to them laugh again,
is what I hold on to.
Life:
I have found that the less money you have,
and the stranger you are,
you and I will make good friends.
July 13
This whole life thing sort of, completely throws me off sometimes.
Most of the time, I feel like I am not really where I am supposed to be. I know I am not doing what I am supposed to be doing, most of the time. Does it seem like I know who I am?? Like I have identified my dreams, or like I am focused and aiming for something, besides marrying a doctor?
I live for love,
and nothing makes me happier then being loved,
or feeling wanted.
I have this giant desire to be different, but my desires are as ordinary as they come.
I am horrible at processing, and most of the time I think after I make the decision, and then I change my mind. I love feeling excited, challenged, and respected.
There is this feeling I get: when something good;
really good,
is coming.
It is the feeling I get when I am about to board a plane, or when I am marching in a peace rally. It's the feeling that comes when I get a tiny glimpse of the vastness of our world... when I realize how small my life is. I realize how small my life is, then I understand that I complete the universe. The person sitting next to me on the highway completes the universe, and every one of my friends completes this universe.
And, once Mother Theresa wrote, "What you can do, we cannot do, and what we can do, you cannot do, but together we can do something beautiful."
I hurt people a lot, I could spend my whole life apologizing. I get angry about silly things pretty fast.
But, I am here. I am on
this soil,
at this moment,
with these people,
and I can most definitely make the best out of that,
and enjoy this,
and do something beautiful.
Most of the time, I feel like I am not really where I am supposed to be. I know I am not doing what I am supposed to be doing, most of the time. Does it seem like I know who I am?? Like I have identified my dreams, or like I am focused and aiming for something, besides marrying a doctor?
I live for love,
and nothing makes me happier then being loved,
or feeling wanted.
I have this giant desire to be different, but my desires are as ordinary as they come.
I am horrible at processing, and most of the time I think after I make the decision, and then I change my mind. I love feeling excited, challenged, and respected.
There is this feeling I get: when something good;
really good,
is coming.
It is the feeling I get when I am about to board a plane, or when I am marching in a peace rally. It's the feeling that comes when I get a tiny glimpse of the vastness of our world... when I realize how small my life is. I realize how small my life is, then I understand that I complete the universe. The person sitting next to me on the highway completes the universe, and every one of my friends completes this universe.
And, once Mother Theresa wrote, "What you can do, we cannot do, and what we can do, you cannot do, but together we can do something beautiful."
I hurt people a lot, I could spend my whole life apologizing. I get angry about silly things pretty fast.
But, I am here. I am on
this soil,
at this moment,
with these people,
and I can most definitely make the best out of that,
and enjoy this,
and do something beautiful.
July 09
The other day, a friend and I went to the Mall of America.
We ended up at a kiosk ran by a Nepali man, so I talked to him.
But he was shy, and awkward,
and wonderful.
He said that America was "okay."
But I bet he misses that place. I bet he misses the
tea,
smiles,
and the fact that everyone is family.
I bet he feels lonely here sometimes,
and I am sure he wishes people would invite him over to sit with them
more often.
I wonder if it bothers him when he thinks about how that damn mall has more money in it then he could ever dream up.
I am sure he wishes sometimes, that he could just be back there.
He maybe loves this place, and the opportunities to dream,
the freedom,
and the fact that the government isn't a complete mess.
But maybe,
every once in awhile,
he wishes he could be back in that place
where the rice is plentiful,
and friendships rule the day.
We ended up at a kiosk ran by a Nepali man, so I talked to him.
But he was shy, and awkward,
and wonderful.
He said that America was "okay."
But I bet he misses that place. I bet he misses the
tea,
smiles,
and the fact that everyone is family.
I bet he feels lonely here sometimes,
and I am sure he wishes people would invite him over to sit with them
more often.
I wonder if it bothers him when he thinks about how that damn mall has more money in it then he could ever dream up.
I am sure he wishes sometimes, that he could just be back there.
He maybe loves this place, and the opportunities to dream,
the freedom,
and the fact that the government isn't a complete mess.
But maybe,
every once in awhile,
he wishes he could be back in that place
where the rice is plentiful,
and friendships rule the day.
July 08
I wonder what you are supposed to say when someone tells you about horrible things going on in thier life. I wonder how you make them feel less shitty. I want to know how to display perspective in a conversation, so that when people leave me, they know that
everything will be alright.
Because I feel people, and I hate it when they hurt.
And I hate even more that I never, ever have anything to offer.
I don't even know how to make myself feel better.
I realize that there is a time for everything, and that everything comes in season,
and this season seems to be the one of
everything sort of falling apart in front of our eyes.
If I can't do it for myself,
I can't do it for others. When it comes to advice , the best thing I got for people living through harsh and bleak circumstances is to watch an episode of the Gilmore Girls. That's what I do. But I suppose it is different for everyone. For those who need to talk, I want to listen. For those who need to curse, I want to offer them some new swear words. For those who need to eat, I want to cook for them. For those who just need to be alone, I want to never bother them.
Because, hell, we need each other.
everything will be alright.
Because I feel people, and I hate it when they hurt.
And I hate even more that I never, ever have anything to offer.
I don't even know how to make myself feel better.
I realize that there is a time for everything, and that everything comes in season,
and this season seems to be the one of
everything sort of falling apart in front of our eyes.
If I can't do it for myself,
I can't do it for others. When it comes to advice , the best thing I got for people living through harsh and bleak circumstances is to watch an episode of the Gilmore Girls. That's what I do. But I suppose it is different for everyone. For those who need to talk, I want to listen. For those who need to curse, I want to offer them some new swear words. For those who need to eat, I want to cook for them. For those who just need to be alone, I want to never bother them.
Because, hell, we need each other.
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