It is that time of the year

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It's that time of the year when...

A few days ago a friend encouraged me to go out more often. So out into the cold I went, to the mall. I passed by a bookshop to see if I could find any interesting architecture magazines, or some appealing stationery (I have a soft spot for stationery). As I entered the bookshop there was a shelf full of dairies, year planners, and things of that kind, in different styles, sizes and colors. Along the central aisle was a long line of calendars also various kinds. As I passed by to the magazine section, I thought to myself, "it's that time of the year".

Late December, early January, different people have different things to look forward to. For some, around this time, Christmas is the big thing. Or it's the family reunion.  In places like Japan, it's probably the new year most people look forward to. Of course, on the other hand there could be things you are so not looking forward too. For people like me currently living away from family, it could get pretty lonely. For each one of us this time of the year has different significance.

The Four Candles

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Four candles slowly burned.
The ambiance was so soft, one could almost hear them talking...

The first candle said "I am Peace"
"The world is full of anger and fighting. Nobody can keep me lit"
Then the flame of Peace went out completely

The second candle said "I am Faith"
"I am no longer indispensable . It doesn't make sense that I stay lit another moment"
Then a breeze softly blew Faith's flame.

This time...

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Since March 2010 I have had many attemps at writing a blog, never got to keep it running. Kept changing design, write only once in months, well it just didn't get anywhere. I have lost count of how many times I have tried before. But THIS TIME...

Psalm 19:14 Let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.

This time I have a strong feeling it is different. This time is the time.  As the future is always uncertain, I cannot be certain about having a next time. This time is the only time I am sure I have, and I am going to make this time count.

This time I am only planting a seed. This time I am starting small, set my goals low, realistic (considering my busy schedule with school) and very attainable. This time I am taking a different course as I set up this site, as it grows bigger and more things come into the picture.

This time, I believe is the time to make a difference. This time is the time to thrive, not just to survive. This time, Lord lead me all the way.

Old Friend (2)

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The 21st Century has brought so many things along with it. Some actually could have existed before it came, but it has made them really significant in our lives, in our world. For now let's talk about the social network. I know I don't have much to say that you do not know already, if at all there is. One of it's best features is that there is no demophobia here; even those who can't speak in public can confidently say what is upon their hearts. You also get to speak with people to whom you do not even say "hi" when you meet in the corridor. Funny, isn't it.

A lot of time each day is spent, sometimes remorsefully with the guilt of the things people could have done rather than be online. What you can do on the social network is so limitless, each of these sites having its uniqueness. You'll either be chatting, tweeting, poking, following, name it. Unfortunately my vocabulary is limited to only Facebook and Twitter. I can't handle being engaged with another otherwise I will need something like 30 hours a day.

Old Friend

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"Talking to an old friend makes you realize how much you have changed"

So true. As you get through the stories connecting from where you had left off to the present, you get to see it. Then what was 'the future' now it the present, what was 'tomorrow' being the day that we now live. The shared memories coming back so real as though one were watching a movie. Through the changing scenes, there is a lot to say. The laughter shared, the tears cried, the lessons learned...and much more.

As the stories unfold, you realize a number of things that came out different. Was there a mistake in the script? Or was it the actors who did not work out their part well? I wonder where it went different, but two things are certain. 1) I am not who I was, 2) I am not who I thought I would be about now.