Showing posts with label mess. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mess. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 16

bridges

This is going to be a post about bridges.

Sometimes in our lives we get to a point where our projects stall, our exciting new beginnings just fizzle into nothing, and slowly but surely we start fizzling into nothing ourselves.
This does not mean that we stop living all-together, or quit jobs or stop brushing our hair or washing our faces, you know.
This means something different.
It just means that we stop living as ourselves. As the You-est You.

That connection fizzles out.
It's like we can see our bridges burn, and we just let them.
We let this happen.

This includes wrong relationships, the ones where we can see ourselves shine dimmer and dimmer.
Or the wrong jobs.
Or the wrong places where we shouldn't live.
And so on, and so on, and so on.
This list goes on.

But the bottomline is, we let this happen.

The "how" doesn't interest me that much.
These vary for everyone.

But if I could know one thing, I'd know the "why".
Why would we stand in our own way?




We have every single opportunity to live out this life in the most glorious of ways.
And yet we choose to just stand there, and watch our bridges burn.
The bridges between you and YOU.

Which at the very end of the day are singlehandedly the most important ones.

Live the right life, for you.
Wake up following the schedule that is right, for you.
Work the job that's right, for you.

And for the sake of Jesus, TAKE YOUR TIME to find out.
Because truth is, we live and then we die.
It's pretty simple.

Why waste this sublime time.
On people who makes us less.
On clothes that are boring.
On places that stifle.

Why?

(I am asking myself to answer this.)

Why let the most important bridge burn.
Truth is, the sooner we notice this, honestly, look at this in the eye, and catch it mid-flame, we can put it out, find some new stone and wood and rebuild it.
But stand there and watch it go up in flames.
No.

Just, no.

Life is too short for that.

Bridges.M.

 


Saturday, June 1

extraordinary


..guts.

I plan to live with extraordinary guts.

But for now, most of this is a mess.
Still.
Old patterns and stuff.
But at the same time I'm trying to be mindful of this mess.
And not think this is the way it's meant to be.
But rather understand that I can change most things, all of us can. (And oh my, I didn't believe this a few years ago.)

Moving home has been truly glorious, but truth is, old context carries old habits. A lot of which I'm not interested in, at all.

I need to remember to always look outwards. (When it's not time to look inwards and only inwards.)

The weather is divine.
I'm gonna go to my cousin's spiritual or just-Being place (whatever people need) and get my head straight.
Then back to Tallinn and I've got a wedding I'm singing at, in this big church. So wonderful that. A wedding. Two people ACTUALLY being brave enough to do it. I have so much respect for that.
Then later on I've got a super exciting meeting and the little opening of this low-key courtyard place.

Happy Saturday.
M.

This is where I'm going today.



Tuesday, January 15

packing mess №2


And it continues!
The list I wrote yesterday has absolutely not been fulfilled.
However, I realised that late-brunch and watching Dexter in my room with A. was much more pleasing. Besides, it was snowing. Okay, none of the snow stuck, but slush crap falling down from the heavens is not an ideal circumstance for being useful.
Sounds pathetic, having just returned from Tallinn, but hey, whatever.

So now A's gone to town, and I'm back to the packing mess!
The clothes are getting it hardcore today.
There's a YES-pile, a Give-to-someone-else-pile and then the "project"-pile, stuff I need to do something with, alter and so forth.
Energy FM, my trusty trusty friend, is blaring tunes into my ears and so it goes!
Nicki Minaj just finished telling me "starships were meant to fly".
Thanks.

I've also managed to get some boxes today from our local shop, on our street.
We kinda know the guys, you know, popping in and out, saying hi, so they were super-super friendly, and I got all my boxes! And they said they were sad I was leaving London, and the street.

And also, I went on the Nike website today and to my pleasant suprise found the January clearance waiting, longing for me..
Oh, yes.
So I found this pair, picture below. Like -30% and apparently, really really lightweight, perfect for hitting 'dem miles.

A's back now, and I'm packing, still.
Classic FM is playing.

I was thinking you know, that I need to take it quite easy, with this packing, and moving.
I'm nearly done. My clothes are in like, 4 boxes. And I mean, this is going quickly. I sorted most of my stuff in December, so there isn't that much to sort, per se.
And I think I thought I have much much more stuff than I do.
So I now need to calm down, and take more time with this.
Pack a bit, and then pack some more.
Not do this quickly.
I'm not in a rush, I'm not in a hurry.
I'll take my time saying goodbye, and untying all the ribbons, solving all the knots.
And it will be great.

Balance, and boxes.
M.





Nike LunarGlide+ 4 Women's Running Shoe

Monday, October 1

forced ent.


i miss this
i miss sitting through 6 hours of quizoola
and bloody mess
chaos
it really really appeals to the non-control part