Life like music

“Life is for the living.

Death is for the dead.

Let life be like music." 

   -- Langston Hughes

Goodbye January

Sunday

Food for thought

En la hora de las nostalgias

Like bamboo, like water, like the wind

“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art -- write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.” --Neil Gaiman 

reading, writing & drawing

I'm still reeling in the feel of the new year and the things yet to come. I think that even if it wasn't the start of a new year I'd still be feeling the same amount of expectation about what lies ahead. At the beginning of the last month of 2013 I concluded a very important stage in my life -- I finished my undergrad career. And while as always I have a never-ending list of things I could have done better, truth is I've managed to persevered through a very unsteady and long road and it feels damn good. I actually compared my undergrad career with Homer's Odyssey (it was that tumultuous) but it was also equally rewarding to know that I endured and was able to achieve my goal. 

Barely minutes into the new year and I was already "surprising myself" and I think I like that. There's an abundance of new year traditions in different cultures and I'm never been one to abide by any of them, but this year I joined in as my mom and grandma eat 12 grapes at 12 o'clock and even as they carried luggage outside, the most surprised of course were my family that could not believe that I was taking part in said traditions. Whether the things I did will work not does not worry me, I must confess I had fun counting grapes and then running around our parking lot. And I also liked that I allowed myself to look past my pre-conceived notions and started the year doing something I've never done before! 

Here's to a year of being like bamboo, and water and the wind. 

Twenty Fourteen

src: google 

Twenty thirteen I bid you goodbye! I'm so done with you, is not even funny but I'm here to write about 2014 a new year, a new slate, a new conundrum of opportunities just waiting to be seize, or not. If I learned something from 2013 was that sometimes is all about what we sow, twenty thirteen was not the year I expected or that I would have like it to be but it was a year in which I reap the fruits of things I sow in earlier years. Although I'm not very proud of myself for 2013 I still want to "pat my own shoulder" and I want to take a moment to be kind (for once) and to say to myself I'm proud of you, this year I was face with many challenges and situation in which I felt I should have been a lot more: more brave, more calm, more graceful, more loving, more forgiving, etc yet I know that in each of the circumstances I was face with I gave my best and I did the best I could do, I always tried to show love and mercy and grace to others such as what I've received from God and my brothers and sisters in the faith. I acknowledge I have a long way to go but I have also come a long long way. And I'm proud of that.

With this coming year I welcome a year that I reckon will be full of challenges, a year in which I know I have to be brave and believe in myself and first and foremost believe God and the plans he has for me. This is always the hardest part for me: b e l i e v i n g. That I can and that I'm good enough and that God has plans for me and that he has equipped me with the things I need to achieve said things. I face 2014 with the knowledge that whether I get them or not I must go for the things I want, I must be less passive about my life, my dreams and my goals. It hit me as a surprised the realization that I have so many dreams, me, a person whose dreams where once dried and non existent is now full of dreams and things to look forward to. 

God is good all the time! And is something I'm learning everyday I've been blessed with friends that love me and accept me despite my weirdness and randomness and yes my prickliness and moodiness yet I have met people who stand by me, and actually cherish me and for that I can't thank him enough. In this new year I'm looking forward to wonder, and miracles and amazement. 

This year I also got a bit obsessed with flowers, as a literary device, as a flowers in itself hahhaa. Flowers I notice (and everything else in life) are all about timing. There's a time for everything. Flowers are planted and they is a matter of time before they bloom, and once they bloom wow, flowers in full bloom has got be the one of the most beautiful things to witness. Even if their time in bloom is brief, it doesn't matter it was their purpose to bloom and to be and to be witness of the wonderfulness of their creator. And that's what I'm looking forward, I'm looking forward to my time to bloom, to be everything I was created to be, I'm looking forward to appreciating and loving every season in my life, enjoying the journey and the fleeting moments. And rejoicing in the promise that the best is yet to come. 

As I say all this since today I want to say to myself: It's okay. If I make mistakes and if things don't pan out exactly as I wish is okay. Please dear me, take comfort in the fact that you are striving with all your heart. Be content with doing your best and learn to be done with the day, with things and just move forward to a brand new day. You'll be okay. You've come a long a way. 

My resolutions for this coming year: 

• Try new things 
• Make new things 
• Learning 
• Push myself 
• Be more kind 
• Be more courageous 
• To dare (even if I'm dead scared) 
• To grow 

Dos mil catorce voy a por ti! ;) 

Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto Me ha dado la risa y me ha dado el llanto, Así yo distingo dicha de quebranto Los dos materiales que forman mi canto Y el canto de ustedes que es el mismo canto Y el canto de todos que es mi propio canto.