in my garden
there's this special place i go to. whenever, wherever.
its like a garden. where there's flowers and trees. where the sun shines bright. where everything is just full of light. why do i go here. it makes me happy. it makes me want to smile. how do i go there?
i just close my eyes.
now is the time i tell you why it makes me smile.
there is something about nature that we maybe never be able to understand. that some of us may never be able to understand. i never did realize this, maybe i did, but not this way. when im with nature, when im surrounded by trees, flowers, mountains, hills, the big blue sea, the coconut tree, just about anything not man made that i see... i realize one thing.. they are living... well of course occasionally you might see a dying rose, or perhaps trees with no leaves, but that's just a cycle. when they live, they live, they simply live. you see them breathing, and living, with one purpose, to continue living. not being able to think like humans do, they can only surrender to what humans would like to do to them, for them.
we can turn a forest into a national park, or you can cut down the trees and make paper. both are equally important, but do they have a choice to choose? no, we choose.
we can have a beautiful beach, left untouched, or we can turn it into a polluted construction site and have a beautiful 5 star resort within years. its nice to have both. but can the sea decide its fate? no, we decide for them.
what do they do, they surrender, for it is their fate.
they leave it in our hands to decide what's best for them. because why, because they cannot think.
but we can think...
we, can choose to leave it all in God's hand and see if He decides wether its best for us .In time, out of those millions of people out there sooner or later we'll find out if we're gonna get what's best for us... chances are if we sit and wait... we might not get what's best, for sometimes, we only get one chance.
or since we can think,
we, can choose, to leave it in our own two hands, taking action for each and every dream, trying our very best, going 100 % not wasting anytime, shine and keep on shining, using our given intelligence, and the passion in our hearts, to make everything the best... all of this... and live simply.
what a contradiction you may think. it really is, but as i pursue my dreams, my life and most importantly my love, i find it important to also live simply, to surrender [ which is not easy if i may say so ] and let go of all expectations [ even though i might end up getting hurt ], so that at times i will be surprised by the beauty of what ever it may be that's our there just waiting for me.
now how do i live simply again?
i go to my garden... and breathe.
To live content with small means;
to seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refinement rather than fashion;
to be worthy, not respectable,
and wealthy, not, rich;
to listen to stars and birds,
babes and sages, with open heart;
to study hard; to think quietly,
act frankly, talk gently,
await occasions, hurry never;
in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious,
grow up through the common--this is my symphony."
-- William Henry Channing (1810-1884)
its like a garden. where there's flowers and trees. where the sun shines bright. where everything is just full of light. why do i go here. it makes me happy. it makes me want to smile. how do i go there?
i just close my eyes.
now is the time i tell you why it makes me smile.
there is something about nature that we maybe never be able to understand. that some of us may never be able to understand. i never did realize this, maybe i did, but not this way. when im with nature, when im surrounded by trees, flowers, mountains, hills, the big blue sea, the coconut tree, just about anything not man made that i see... i realize one thing.. they are living... well of course occasionally you might see a dying rose, or perhaps trees with no leaves, but that's just a cycle. when they live, they live, they simply live. you see them breathing, and living, with one purpose, to continue living. not being able to think like humans do, they can only surrender to what humans would like to do to them, for them.
we can turn a forest into a national park, or you can cut down the trees and make paper. both are equally important, but do they have a choice to choose? no, we choose.we can have a beautiful beach, left untouched, or we can turn it into a polluted construction site and have a beautiful 5 star resort within years. its nice to have both. but can the sea decide its fate? no, we decide for them.
what do they do, they surrender, for it is their fate.
they leave it in our hands to decide what's best for them. because why, because they cannot think.
but we can think...
we, can choose to leave it all in God's hand and see if He decides wether its best for us .In time, out of those millions of people out there sooner or later we'll find out if we're gonna get what's best for us... chances are if we sit and wait... we might not get what's best, for sometimes, we only get one chance.
or since we can think,
we, can choose, to leave it in our own two hands, taking action for each and every dream, trying our very best, going 100 % not wasting anytime, shine and keep on shining, using our given intelligence, and the passion in our hearts, to make everything the best... all of this... and live simply.
what a contradiction you may think. it really is, but as i pursue my dreams, my life and most importantly my love, i find it important to also live simply, to surrender [ which is not easy if i may say so ] and let go of all expectations [ even though i might end up getting hurt ], so that at times i will be surprised by the beauty of what ever it may be that's our there just waiting for me.
now how do i live simply again?
i go to my garden... and breathe.
To live content with small means;
to seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refinement rather than fashion;
to be worthy, not respectable,
and wealthy, not, rich;
to listen to stars and birds,
babes and sages, with open heart;
to study hard; to think quietly,
act frankly, talk gently,
await occasions, hurry never;
in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious,
grow up through the common--this is my symphony."
-- William Henry Channing (1810-1884)
