It’s Saturday evening. Saturday 6th February. 8:11PM. I’m settled comfortably engulfed in two freshly washed cream blankets, the aroma of nature is eminently lingering combined with the soft scent of Honeysuckle and Sandalwood fabric softener which carries a source of comfort. My peripheral vision disseminated with sheets of paper somewhat resembling my final English dissertation, yet all I’m driven to do is write about the world’s exceptional means of coincidental affairs intertwined with fates intermittent manifestations. I was going to mention how relieved I am to see the back end of this hellish week, but what’s with that negativity of wishing precious time away? It may not have been the best week exceeding in alacrity but that by no means is an excuse to disregard its visit. I’m continually learning the importance of absorbing life’s positivity and radiating that happiness in an abundance of ways, one being accepting the bad days for what they are and focusing on the spontaneous gifts of hope and joy which are almost always present, just sometimes hiding away.
I’m sat on the fence when it comes to superstitious thaumaturgy and occultism, but there are certain foreboding emblems which are too strong to disregard. It’s not everyday life connects you to distant beings via an internet pop-up, a phone-call or a fireman’s procedural visit to fit a smoke alarm. I guess you could just put it down to it being a “small world”, but I guess that’s open to one’s interpretation.
“Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you – sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever.”
With so many goals I wish to accomplish in the upcoming year January has got off to a pretty stressful start and I’ve tried my best to stay organised and remain on top of my forever expanding To-Do list. To say I’m a little list-obsessed seems pretty accurate, governed by checklists of things I want to achieve quarterly and annually, I write lists for each day and each week, meal, training schedule and forthcoming event (the list itself is endless) is planned. But one thing I have realized that no matter how many lists a person writes, or how much thought a person puts into planning, life will always throw unexpected circumstances at us which simply require a “change of plan”. The most organised person in the world will still experience set-backs and unanticipated momentary days of lack of motivation, however it is how we perceive these so-called ‘set backs’ which determines the outcome and ability to progress. With many thanks to the unexplainable coincidences which defined how this week came to an end its clear that life is so much more important than lists and irrelevant chores which demand to be pursued. Family being one of the most important. Time spent with family and loved ones is time to be cherished and not taken for granted. So put down your phone, log off social media, unplug the hoover, detach from the unfolded washing. Sit down with your family and talk about memories, tell those around you how much you love them, offer someone a smile, get to know new people by communicating VERBALLY not technologically, spread love and happiness among those around you. Time spent wasted on irrelevant things is time we will not get back. Who’s to say what tomorrows world will hold, so make the most of the time you have RIGHT NOW. Connect with yourself and live freely. Create memories not moments.
Much love always,