Friday 12 January 2018

READ THIS LETTER OFTEN


A letter to my children

To the 3 beautiful souls I helped bring into this world…

Liam, Mila and Keller, all three of you, so beautiful, such big bright beautiful smiles that can light up the darkest of days, days that I hope you never have to see and experience ever.

I hope when you awake every morning, and greet the days with the same vigour and determination that the sun does every day.  Without fail.  I hope you take time out on the rainy days to reflect on how, just like the sun needs to shine, the rain needs to let go of the weight it’s been holding onto.  Take those days to read, or write down how grateful each day that comes and goes makes you.  Write!  Learn to jot down everything that happens to you and feel the release and comfort it brings putting feelings on paper.

Play.  Never let your playful side deteriorate as age creeps up on you.  Play games, make jokes, do pranks, whatever it takes to keep your body and mind moving in a playful manner. 

Laugh.  If ever you stop laughing, you stop living.  I urge you NOT to try this.  Laugh at life, you never get out alive anyway.  Laugh at your siblings because no matter how mad they make you, remember you share the same DNA, laugh at your parents because most of the time they have no idea what the hell they are doing.  Laugh at yourself, because if you don’t other people will.  Never stop laughing.  Never stop showing your teeth to the world, and embrace the laughter too in others.

Learn.  Remember, learning is the mother of all gifts you can give yourself.  Learn and take in knowledge on just about anything.  Even if you don’t take an interest in the given subject, learn about it anyway, you’ll never know when you can give your two cents worth and maybe help someone in need.  Your brain in super powerful and you’ll be surprised how much information it can store.  And no, it won’t explode even though on some days it may seem so.  Your mind is one of the most important things on you, and a knowledgeable mind coupled with your beautiful personalities will be of your utmost prized possessions.

Cry.  Yes, cry.  Not like you’ve seen mommy cry because that’s way too much.  Cry when you are happy and by all means cry when you are sad.  They say crying is a means of release, and the release you feel after a good cry can be just what the doctor ordered.  But don’t cry too much, you have to know the difference and distinguish when the cry is normal and when there is something else brewing.  Learn to know that difference and take action quickly before it’s too late.

Celebrate.  Celebrate whenever possible.  Firstly, celebrate every day.  It’s a gift.  Life is short and we need to be celebrating much more than we do.  Celebrate your birthday, for without this given day, at that given time and the unique alignment of all the planets, the sun and the moon at the exact millisecond you wailed your first lung’s capacity is a very special blue print of who and what you are, only you will ever have this moment to yourself always.  Celebrate your accomplishments, you deserve it.  Celebrate your failures, without them you wouldn’t know what you really excel in.  Celebrate all special occasions without turning them into disasters later.  You will regret it and so will everyone else you were celebrating with.

Make lots of friends and few enemies.  It’s a given, not everyone will like you, and make peace with that.  Not everyone on this planet can get along, and know when you do spot a gem in the making.  I have a very odd way of making friends.  They had to grow on me.  I have huge walls that need to be ventured over first.  You don’t need to follow in my footsteps and plead with you to give people a fair chance, just like you will want people to do for you.  You will make many friends in life, those that vibe with you no matter how many times you think they must be crazy to stick around, yet do.  Those friends, you should treasure forever.  And don’t be sad when friends drift apart, that’s also part of growing up.  But never stop making new ones.

Understanding.  Not everyone is able to understand things from your point of view.  It is your duty to try and talk and convey your viewpoint so that people can understand it from where you are standing.  And don’t get mad when they can’t.  You also need to have understanding for others.  We are all different, we are all from different walks of life and not everyone is the same.  Thank God for that.  Can you imagine the boredom?  Take an interest in developing your understanding for things beyond your control and how to handle it in a calm and understanding manner.

Anger.  Scrap this emotion totally from your vocabulary.  We are all prone to anger outbursts from time to time but please, and I can talk from years of experience here, do not make anger a foundation on showing the world how mad you are at it.  The world has done nothing to you.  When you feel angry, stop right there.  Remove yourself (mentally) and observe what it is that is making you feel this horrible emotion.  Take a deep breath, take 1000 if you need to, but don’t act on it.  If you need to take a walk, a drive, a swim, whatever it takes you to chillax for a bit, do it.  You will only regret what comes out of your mouth and once it’s out, it’s tickets.  And once those tickets have been printed, the printer can’t unprint it.  The receiver of the tickets will not want them either.  Ticket wasted.

Love.  Love as much as you can squeeze into your heart.  I cannot stress this enough.  Love and love deeply.  Have your heart explode with the best feeling and have it broken into a trillion shards which will feel irreparable.  This will give you respect for the enormity of how great and important love it.  Treat this emotion with respect.  Carry it around like piece of blown glass and protect it as if you might accidentally stumble into an Opera House out of the blue.

Discover.  Discover yourself.  Never stop discovering, never stop enquiring and looking for new interesting things about yourself, other people, and this can go onto just about anything.  Discover new places, discover new likes and dislikes, discover new foods, discover new abilities, discover deep and meaningful things that make your discoveries a pleasant one.  Discover what takes your breath away and discover what makes you want to crawl up into a small space in terror. 

Dream.  And dream big.  Everything ever achieved was first a thought, a dream.  Whatever you do, do not dream without action.  If you have a dream or a goal, go out and do it.  Do it because you can and will achieve anything you set your mind to.  I know you have the ability to do so.  I had so many dreams and yet very little pull through.  Don’t make that same mistake.  The world is for you to conquer.



Hurt.  Hurt, feel what if feels like to be at the bottom pits of a black swirling vortex being swallowed up by the demons that make the core of this earth a deadly place to be.  Don’t stay hurt.  Know who is at fault, if it is you, I’m sorry, you’ll probably have to deal with your mistake and act upon it.  If it’s not by your own hands, you’ll also need to act upon it, but do it wisely.  Hurting is fine, but remember it’s just a pit stop.  Not a destination. 

Remember.  Remember that I love you so much, I want the best for you at all times which I seldom can give you.  Remember that although I seemed sad a lot of the times, it might have been a happy sad.  Or if it was a sad, sad, I apologise for letting you watch me and not be able to do anything for me.  At those times, not even I could do anything for me.  Please know that every time you think I was irritable with you, it wasn’t with you personally, it was with the situation I could not come to terms with.  I apologise that when I needed space and told you to go play outside, that I did not even want to be in my own space and did not want my negativity to rub off onto you.  If you ever wanted to play longer or watch more TV and I never allowed you, I know how important it is to get lots of rest and know that trying to cope on very little sleep will only spiral into a bad habit of insomnia which can let the mind wonder into places that you might not be able to get out of.  Remember that I wrote this letter from the bottom pits of my heart and wrote it truthfully, out of what I’ve learnt so far from my 36-year experience on what I think is a very unforgiving place to be.  Remember that this is my perspective only and remember that I AM TELLING YOU that this is wrong (my perspective).

Lastly but most importantly.  Don’t forget to look up at the phenomenal skies at night.  Take an interest in the phases of the Moon, once the beauty of the moon reveals itself to you, you’ll never be able to look at the night sky the same.  You’ll forever be in absolute awe of the night time skies.  Study the stars and map out the planets, once you know how they work and how they affect you at certain times, you might have a better understanding why things that you can’t explain are happening or affecting you.  Learn about yourself via astrology, and know that, that blue-print I explained earlier on in my letter is of utmost importance.  You are written in the stars, we all are, we came from beauty and we will most definitely return back to beauty.  It’s your duty to make your journey on this strange and misunderstood planet a trip that you will not forget.

May every blessing come your way and may you find yourself, do what you love and live with purpose.  I love you dearly, you were made with love and you will die with love.  And this to me is what is most important.  Be love, be in love and give love.  Always give love.

Saturday 6 January 2018

THE MASTER OF FUCK UPS

I'm quite sure of this, actually 100% undeniably so sure I will put my hand on a flaming hot stove to prove this statement. We are a society of fuck ups.  Every single one of us.  I  HAVE EARNED MY MASTERS DEGREE IN FUCKING UP.  This subject is very near and not so dear in this present day of our every day lives.  Some of us learn from our past fuck ups and some fuck-ups we repeat until the lesson is embroidered into our subconscious with thread the thickness of the diameter of Mexico.  Minus the tequila only left with the worm to swallow.  That worm though...

We are all born with a magnificent little device at our fingertips, our minds can be the most horrifically and gratifying device we have at our disposal, and it's up to us to write the chapters.  Some chapters we'll need to re-read, edit and then re-write until the words comfortably make some sense to us.  If no sense can be made no matter how many times we try to edit the piece, then we also have the choice of accepting or aborting the chapters.  It really is all up to YOU.

This is where we consciously work together with a fuck up in the one hand and the minds ability in the other.
We are able with a bit of time and patience and more tolerance put these two individually operating entities in one big ass bowl and make a damn fine cake out of this.  That is of course if you don't mind getting your hands dirty and stop wallowing in a bit of flour that got stuck in the sieve. 


And it's as easy as that, you wake up one day, you decide to fuck the fuck-ups, and cut a well deserved slice outta that bitch.  Because ain't nobody (especially yourself) gonna get you down no more.

Fuck ups are a given.  Stagnating is normal but beating yourself up for a tiny hurdle is not in this recipe.


Yes, you fucked up.  Now get up, and carry the fuck on with your life like the badass you were born to be.

End.

Wednesday 3 January 2018

FESTIVITIES' END & EMOTIONAL BEGINNINGS

Slap me sensless and stop the clock!

WOW....

2017 was singly the most taxing year by far for (and what I assume) 92% of the world's population.  Correct me if I am wrong but for crying in a bottomless bucket, was 2017 a monster disaster year of note, or what?
I mean, let's be real here, a failed exorcism of a gazillion demons would have left me in a better state and frame of mind.  No jokes.
I am only writing this (rather late than never) "Merry Christmas", "Hapy New Year" crap days after  they have come and gone and basically were force-thrown into these ending situations, endings that slyly and swiftly caught us unaware.  Like this time of the year usually goes, only this time round, the nitrous oxide as been burning at both ends for a full 365 days solid.  I'm not ready to start fresh, this car is full speed going to kill me, travelling to a destination on a long lonely winding road, with unresolved business, issues, baggage and every emotion possible wanting and needing my undivided attention.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Am I happy it's a new year? Yes.  Yes, I am.  Am I ready to leap blindly into it?  No.  No, I am not.  I am stuck in the space of void that 2017 left me speechless, frustrated, depressed, and stressed out to the pinnacles of giving up.

The municipality seemed to be on strike and failed to take the rubbish out.
I most certainly cannot wait on the services of the municipality to take care of this, it's an unfulfilling job for them and the stench of the old unwanted garbage which is non-recycable, rotting day by day is getting too much for me to breathe in.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!  
I'm making a giant bonfire, do you care to do your bit for your environment?
Yes?  Indeed the answer I was looking for.  I'm lugging all my unresolved business, issues, baggage and all the unnecessary emotions into the dumpster, just a bit down the road called "Past Street".
I covered the unwanted garbage from top to bottom in explosives and put flame to it.  There was a big bang, an explosion of the old garbage in shards.  Carefully observing as the grey ashes blew away in a cool cleansing easterly wind.  I watched the flames eat and swallow the parts of me that I've grown accustomed to, that has been weighing down on me like heavy heartless hail clouds.

Fearing the intense heat but ironically finding comfort in watching the demise and destruction of it all.
I've become so used to watching and participating in my own destruction and this was an odd feeling and somewhat different.
I had completely detached myself from this destruction and it was sad as it had become my safe zone.  But I'm relieved, the tears streaming down my cheeks, I bid one last farewell to my destructive companions.
May we NEVER meet again.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!
To my new found friends, joy, patience, love and tolerance, I've noticed you wearing fire-proof cloaks, they kinda make you look like superheroes and like you might possess some magical powers.  I see you smiling and laughing a lot and it looks good on you.  Thank you for inviting me to sit with you, I'm new here, just transferred and I have this knowing  (call it my intuition) that we're going to get along very well.  I feel like I now have the space for you in my life.  I've ridden the clutter.
2018 in numerology is 11.  Lady luck is on our side and the time is  now to manifest the future together, forget the explosions that happened in Past Street and sail towards Eutpoia.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Let's get one thing straight
The past is lost
The past is gone
You are so incredibly capable
And you are so fantastically strong.

READ THIS LETTER OFTEN

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