Where do I start?
The grass, while green,
Has always been better on the other side.
The mind, swaying
And the body wants to settle.
The heart, made of gold
Doesn’t fit with the hardened soul
Conviction, without action
Is like loving for the wrong reasons.
Although dilemmas are definitely unavoidable in the midst of chaos, uncertainty and confusion, intention makes all the difference as to how uncertainties are dealt with. Being stuck in traffic and being late for your appointment because all along you thought it was a Tuesday non-rush hour and so you left home thirty minutes later than you would have, is a far better excuse than saying you were sick, you had an accident, or some other more “acceptable” excuse. For one, it’s too obvious when you go on lying. Two, it makes you look stupid. And all these for your ego at the cost of relationships, friendships and states of mind disfigured and sometimes never patched up again.
|Kintsugi (金継ぎ) or Kintsukuroi (金繕い), the Japanese art of fixing broken pottery|
I could tell that my writing has definitely gone rusty after a long, long time of not putting in much effort and time into practicing. The words are coming slow, the “heavy notch” remains as I write, and the ideas do not flow as easily as they would have. I know it will take time to have that bit of an edge again and even though I’m not a good writer, at least I know I’m giving words and ideas a bit of justice 🙂
Image from: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kintsugi