Scary experience

I had a rather scary experience today, really shook my nerves and drained my already thin layer of energy that resulted from burnout at work.

Yeah, had been robbed at the very start of the day, my mobile phone which I only had for three months lost in an instant. Worse, to be scared of nearing death almost at gunpoint, well, sort of, not really a gun, but a very long knife-like instrument that would hardly miss my vital organs in a single blow. Whew! Surely wouldn’t risk that. I gave him the phone without qualms, thankful I’m still alive at this moment, able to write this blog and share my experience with you.

And what did I learn in the process?

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Poems

MEANWHILE (a poem on waiting)

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The rain is pouring

The sky is dark

There’ll be no hills to climb today

There’ll be no seas to cross

But I’ll sip my coffee

and I will be cozy

and enjoy the cool wind

blowing by

meanwhile.

The land is plowed

The seeds are planted

Yet harvest time has not arrived

But I’ll watch the sunset

and my fields of gold

and I’ll take

a sweet little nap

meanwhile.

Yea for those who wait

for their tomorrows

let none then waste

of their todays

For all is well

and all is fine

for those who pray

and smile

meanwhile.

 

The thing about love

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The basic thing about love is this: when you don’t have to, but you want to nevertheless.

To love

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket –safe, dark, motionless, airless– it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside of Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell. – C.S. LEWIS

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Life

Second chance to live

I would like to share a wonderful site by Craig J. Phillips at http://www.secondchancetolive.wordpress.com/Craig shares:

Per my traumatic brain injury, at the age of 10, I was in a motor vehicle accident. Upon impact — the Cadillac hitting our VW Beetle — I was thrown forward from where I sat, behind my father who was driving. On my way forward, I snapped my left femur on my Dad’s bucket seat and then hit the windshield. When my head hit the windshield, I sustained an open skull fracture. The injury to my brain resulted in my remaining in a coma for 3 weeks. Upon waking from what I thought was a bad dream, I found my left leg elevated and in traction. Slowly, it became apparent that I was not merely in a bad dream. Although I am unable to remember much from that time in my life, one memory stands out. The right side of my forehead — where the fracture occurred — was depressed inward like a shallow bowl. I later learned that my right frontal lobe had been damaged, that I had sustained a severe brain contusion, and that my brain stem had been impacted.In 1967 neurological rehabilitation was not available. As a result, I was virtually on my own. I had to re-teach myself how to walk, talk, read, write and speak in complete sentences. Although my injuries were life threatening and I was not expected to succeed beyond high school, I went on to obtain both my undergraduate and graduate degrees. I have learned that daunting pessimism and negativity is pointless. My hope is that through visiting my site, those individuals who may have lost hope will see a new light. This light will in turn guide them to a renewed hope, an array of possibilities, and a new zest for living.

More power to you Craig and God bless you in your journey!