Pain is something we do our best to avoid. It is true of pain in general but I write of the inner kind here. Often it builds pattern of behavior that lead us away from getting near it. We avoid being vulnerable and expose a weakness, or even entering new relationships of any kind quickly. Continue reading
I love annual plans, I mean they never really truly happen, but it is so exciting to sit down and look ahead. Continue reading
2019 was one of the toughest years I’ve had in a long time. It was set to be so from the first month. Continue reading
I want to take a moment today to appreciate how much the women in my life have given me. It is without a doubt certain that every woman that has been in my life has given me a lot, has taught me many things. Continue reading
Most of the previous years had a lack of particular focus to them and in a sense that’s what brought about these plans and reviews for each year. That is not the case for 2019. Everything else in this year’s day-to-day activities will be overshadowed or rather defined by two major events. Continue reading
I am quite late with writing this annual review, but it is something that takes a lot of time, actual reviewing, summarising and thinking. Nevertheless, here it is and I did enjoy writing it. Continue reading
Life brings us all different types of experiences. Happy, sad, angry, ones in humility, empathy and more. They are profoundly different perspectives of the world, as if you had put different glasses with which to see it. Continue reading
An immensely strong message that I feel and recognise, given by Eduardo Galeano, 1978:
One writes out of a need to communicate and to commune with others, to denounce that which gives pain and to share that which gives happiness. One writes against one’s solitude and against the solitude of others. One assumes that literature transmits knowledge and affects the behaviour and language of those who read… One writes, in reality, for the people whose luck or misfortune one identifies with – the hungry, the sleepless, the rebels, and the wretched of this earth – and the majority of them are illiterate.
… We are what we do, especially what we do to change what we are…
Loving and having a family makes us vulnerable, we need to open up and to expose ourselves and wait to see if it will come back in return. Caring for others is painful when they suffer and there’s nothing you can do about it. Continue reading