translate this

love is a word

it is a word which by itself has no meaning

but by speaking it, hearing it and what we know as experiencing it,

we understand it.

 

We understand it’s honesty,

strength,

manipulation,

passion,

grievance,

it’s exaggeratedness,

it’s fleetingness,

it’s choked up ready to burst,

it’s uncertainness.

It’s ability to speak so many words for us.

It’s misery and lack of hope,

it’s purity

gentleness

forgiveness

and pretentiousness.

 

What you say, when you say love is not what I hear.

When I hear ‘love’ I hear every experience I have with it;

all the positives and negatives and I am left uncertain on how to translate this.

 

Show me what you mean by love and I will learn to hear it.

litter picker

I’m walking home and these streets are dirty

My mind keeps following these       pieces

                                                                                          of abandon

Pieces of rejection

Pieces lacking in validation

Of who it belongs to and whose is it’s chore.

 

Stop being so unjust.

this world was made for all of us.

 

But you see your mind is covered in stickers

Stickers of diception

Stickers of advertisement, of what people think you ought to know.

 

But what I know is how. How we got into this mess and how we can get out of it.

For yes it may be one piece of litter but it will be one creature’s life I will save with this;

 

this act of serving, of loving and learning.

 

At the end of this street I have collected all

I can handle

my hands are full, my mind is burning

with the need to stop this greed

to make more smaller achievements

To grow in my trust

that real change can happen

of a world I am proud of

of a nation that cares for one another

like a sister or a brother

 

this earth is our mother and we were born to love her.

 

Take care of our streets

so that our grandchildren will see

a better life, to feel free

and a

clean

calm

sea.

I Got Through My To Do List – Success!

Some manage to tick off everything on their daily To Do List, some go above and beyond that and others struggle just to peal themselves out off bed in the morning. Either way, all are achievements.

The pleasure and satisfaction from ticking or crossing something off on my To Do List is ridiculous. Honestly, I will even go to the extent of writing down things I have done which weren’t on the original list just so that I can cross it off… The simple things in life eh?

Oh my. And the joy of when you actually have evidence of how you’ve spent your time is golden to me – like knitting a hat or cooking something delicious for friends. It makes the more boring and tedious jobs a little more bearable. Those serious jobs do all tend to clump together at the end of my  To Do List  though which isn’t exactly ideal….

So I make another hat.

I love lists. I love looking at it and thinking ‘I have a purpose to my day’ and so I get on with it because I know that list won’t cross itself off now will it?

I do even sometimes add ‘relax, or nap’ to my lists as well… It adds even more purpose to sleep. Ahhh sleep, you fantastic state of being.

What I was going to say was that no matter what you tick or cross off, that is an achievement. Some are bigger than others but none the less they are done things. For some jobs, it’s easier to get done by some more than others. The journey which has lead to each one is completely unique and some can take lists within lists to do.

The success of your day should go by how you’re feeling at the end of it. Not by how much you did compared to someone else.

And don’t forget to add all the fun stuff to your lists. They are just as much important.

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