Lead me not into temptation
Calories and indigestion
Don’t know how
To follow my vow
And leave my kitchen tribulations.
You’ll never grow if you never change. Not all growths i gladly welcome.
And if change is all i want, i don’t want to grow those belly bulge and gain extra weight.
Yes, there is something constant with me every year and it happens every end of december.
My new year’s resolution has never change. Lose weight, start to diet and achieve that “to die for” gorgeous body.
And just like all those beautifui things that are not meant to stay, i’ll just say goodbye to 2016 and start the year with a big bang of chocolate roll and a cup of ice cream, yes not a scoop but a full cup welcoming the new year with a sweet taste and a memorable fireworks of hope and joys to be filled.
So how do you look at the things you love and tell yourself it’s time to walk away? Just remember this:
Making excuses is a talent,
Giving in to temptation is an art
and resisting it must be one hell of a skill.
And if you’re not that skillful, no worries, you’re still a talented artist. 🙂
Happy New Year and may our 2017 be filled with love and irresistible temptations we joyfully indulge in.
By the way i would like to end this year by thanking Bea for nominating me for Versatile Blogger Award.
I saw a photo on my friend’s facebook page. In a split second I asked her if I can steal it. Well, that’s hyperbole but truthfully, this wonderful scenery stole my heart away. So i make a colorful collage out of that photo as i glanced at that beautiful scenery , an inspiration to create a wonderful poetry.
As she was driving on Vancouver highway on a beautiful Sunday morning, this scene didn’t escape her sight. She instantly grab her phone and captured the scene.
Beautiful. How a simple photo can change someone’s day. It made her stop and made me smile. Life is beautiful . We just have to appreciate it.
Driving on life’s busy highway, obstructions sometimes give in. Preoccupied with so many things to do, so many goals to achieve and dreams to fulfill, we forgot to see the sky and just view the road within.
The changing colors of your sky depending on the season of your life. Sometimes nature brings out its natural colors but most of the time it changes depending on the bifocals of your sights..
The sky being blue when your heart is in raging red. The pastel colors that you see when someone tickles you in pink. Or is it being green when you recall that moment on that cold mountain spring?
The northern lights that never cease to amaze you, just like that love that always puzzles you.
The hues you’ll never knew unless you’ve got the courage to try something new.
So what is the color of your sky? The color that you’ll always see , as you paint it the way you feel it.
Truly life is not life without any kind of love. Life begins with love and ends in love. Romantic love, Family love, self-love, selfish love, selfless love, whatever kind of love that keeps you going.
And love should not always be romantic.
Any passion that makes you wake up in the morning with rays of hope is also love.
You may be childless but you can love a child not your own or hate the mess they put you in but still love creating books for them.
How is that possible? I don’t know. All i know is life is full of mysterious things inexplicable by logic such as love. If only i know the answers. Oh, i’d rather keep it that way, after all, Life starts with L for love and learning and ends in letter E for end. Life ends. Love doesn’t.
Life is Learning and Love is encompassing. No wonder both of them have only four letters.
Both words start with L and ends in E. The only difference is the letters in between.
Life has a big If , and if you take away the f, then life becomes a lie,
but love doesn’t include if. No wonder we love without If’s, most of the time i guess.
Love’s in between letters are OV. I can’t think of any words that starts with Ov.
Well, Over? When love is over , one thinks life ends. But that confuses me, if those two in between letters differentiate life from love, then why is the ending the same?
Oh never mind, life is really simple i just make it complicated. So instead of defining life, I’d rather write a poetry. 🙂
Passing by a window display, staring at the faceless mannequin, a sense of wonder touches me. Why most of the time that faceless thing wears an outfit classier than mine.
That awkward moment when it can pull off an outfit better than i can. So i tried to fit in all the sizes, trying so hard to replicate that thing and suddenly end up buying just to boost my self esteem.
That moment when i thought that fashion is all about name and not feelings.
How can a faceless emotionless mannequin tell me what’s good for me and what’s not?
I look into it and i suddenly see myself, a clueless expression covering my real emotions. The inner voice whispering that fashion is you, only if you truly feel it, not how others see you nor on how the trends define you.
Fashion is never wrong. It’s like the clouds that change its shapes and the sky that changes its color. To be engulfed by it is like eating a cake and licking an ice cream.
Some days they’re so sweet, some days you don’t feel it , not because your mood dictates your taste buds but only because you think time is the culprit.
It changes as fast as that ice cream melts long before it touches your lips so you better have it.
So different from Art that time is not a chief antagonist but a friendly ally. Fashion is an art, but art can never be fashion. Art is timeless.
So next time i look at the faceless mannequin and see a beautiful window display, i just smile. I know i will never be Fashion. I will always be an Art.
Fishing is a great time buster , a way to enjoy nature and a great stress reliever. I can actually cite a hundred reasons to do it but i respect your time so i come up with just 5 good ones:
Fishing with family and friends cultivate bonding. It strengthens your relationship when you have enjoyable shared activities with people who mattered. Well, unless of course you start fishing into their private life behind their back, that’s a different story. Proves that you don’t really need to go outdoors to go fishing. Just go online, log in to your facebook and you can tweet who’s got the largest fish in the group.
2. Health Reasons
It’s always better to get your own fish…fresh, as wild fish are known to be low in fat and cholesterol and high in protein and there are many fishes in the ocean, especially the wild ones! 🙂
You get a certain fulfillment. Who wouldn’t? After a long bout of sitting and doing nothing, it’s such a great joy catching a big fish.
It brings out the best in you. You find creative ways of using a great pawn to bait the one you’ve been longing for.
Fishing is educational.
– It teaches you a lot of lessons.
– You learned more about yourself, your strengths, hopes and wishes.
– It tests your patience and willpower that no matter what, by hook or by crook you won’t go home empty handed.
Fishing is like life, just when you thought you had the perfect expensive equipment to catch that elusive fish, somewhere along the way you’ll discover that it’s not how much you have or how prepared you are for that moment that gives you the exact advantage.
And at the start of that fishing expedition you won’t really settle for anything less than that “huge catch” because you rightfully deserve something bigger , not until you realized that it’s almost dusk, you’d rather have one crappy fish than nothing at all.
A long talk after our barbie games, my childhood friend burst into tears. Her first broken heart at the tender age of 10. Her parents separated. At such a young age i’m totally clueless why some things are not meant to stay.
Twenty four years later, history repeats itself. She just separated from her husband after eleven years of being together , they finally call it quits.
“Heaven and hell i tried to make it work, i don’t want my kids to feel the pain,” was her words. I’m speechless, i don’t know what to say. I can’t say i feel what she’s feeling, i was never a part of a broken family. I can only hold her hand, understand and pray.
Beyond words, memories wander.
This poem i created and wherever you are this is for you Jackie.