Halloween Musings 2011 #1
I’m learning this lately: today as I walked to the train, fumbling through pockets for where I placed my ticket, my wallet and my keys, the things we can’t see whisper to us.
It’s like the wishes we withhold within, waiting. How sometimes missing out on the smallest, smallest things we want for ourselves - those new shoes, that raise, the fancy TV you chance on the stall in the mall, the suit to wear to work, the hug from that friend when you’re confused, the attention of the adorable person who caught your eye for weeks - not having them can be a pain you don’t have words for.
They are small to the world’s vast problems. They remain small, yet ever so near the things that shed light. Things like hope.
They leave shadows that loom large in your life’s list of ghosts that haunt.
Spoiler?
How do I explain. There’s something I’ve been working on since October last year. I turned in my stuff December, and I await word on it this March. (And yes, if you know what I’m talking about…yun yon. And be discreet.)
Last night over drinks, one of my closest friends told me there were only five of us who took part. Which dramatically improves my odds.
I am nervous. I also refuse to believe it until I see it.
Still. Time to pray.
Today, by Jonathan Cainer.
“Life is rather like a soccer match. In theory, it is all about scoring goals. In practice, very few balls actually make it into the back of the net. Mainly, the players just run around the pitch thwarting one another’s efforts to succeed. You have to enjoy the whole game, regardless of what’s happening in it, or there’s no point in watching… or in taking part. Every so often, though, a crucial shot has the desired result. Relax and do what you naturally know how to do and you will find you are about to enjoy just such a moment.”
-Cainer, February 10, 2010
Once in your life, if you are very lucky, you will meet a person who divides it into the time you met her and the time after.
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