of life in its many forms.
I am certain I could be suffering in many aspects of my life. I see perpetual frowns and agitation of unmet expectations and desires, of unattainable standards and goals on faces of many close to me. I suppose this post is to make sense of the "whys". I suppose I could be suffering if I… Continue reading suffering
The opening lines to this Mandarin song are evocative, and therefore the song…stuck in my mind. I find myself humming them throughout the day. 又过一天对你的思念又多一点又念一遍倒数着你回来的时间 ~ "念风及你" And as they simmer… ”Another day passes”a statement of lifeof daily arriving and leaving,another burgeoning momentof an aloneness,another certain dayof human experiencing,another seasonof change, renewal.“Missing yet again”a melancholic… Continue reading 又过一天
Six weeks, six months, 3 years. How we measure our life matters. Where life’s touchpoints are, matter. For the lessons we learn. Six weeks ago I was alerted to a potential serious health problem. It was ultimately just a scare. I am reminded yet again of the need to take care of myself, in more… Continue reading Touchpoints
That Sunday I woke up “naturally” at the crack of dawn somewhat annoyed that I was unable to sleep longer. I decided to laze around with a book before I “surfaced” for an appointment. I then ran some errands at a leisurely pace and the daylight hours passed uneventfully. That evening I was astonished to… Continue reading Daylight hours
I take delight in colouring my hair. This may be routine for some, nothing note-worthy for others. But I am wondering why it is delightful for me and the deeper meaning it holds. In my mindful moments, such as the three or more hours I sat at the hair salon while the hair-colourist and stylist… Continue reading Defying age or custom?
Summer arrived late in my part of the world. Officially 1 Dec, yet the months of December and January were cold and wet. February has turned out not much better. The summer heat and glorious sunshine made infrequent guest appearances. I observed and listened as people of spoke of the unpleasant summer, their lost summer… Continue reading What of the seasons?
Heavy clouds release Parched earth soaks, the heart drenches Rain falls unceasing Lily pad glistens Dragonfly dances, delight Rain falls unceasing ~ FlorenceT © 2022 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
A few good friends, occasional entertainment, some good books for company... What do you actually want (other than basic food, shelter and safety)? NSW emerges from pandemic lockdown. The sighs of relief can be 'heard' and most certainly felt, and hope for return to a seemingly unfettered life, or at least a life of our… Continue reading Life of your choosing
And so I find myself a little slow these days. Slow in my movements, slow to transition from one thing to another, slow to start or resume. For one who usually moves briskly, eager to tackle tasks immediately and meeting things head on with vigour, this is potentially a cause for concern. Is it age,… Continue reading A little slow
She was being served at the checkout by a young woman in her early 20s. Her greasy hair matted to her head, her clothes had seen better days. Her child-like voice did not match her middle-aged appearance, and could be heard in the quiet store despite her obvious attempt to whisper. Three people stood in… Continue reading Spark of gladness
I marvel at the unbounded desires of the mortal's heart, never ceasing its quest for love. Often hopeful of fulfilling its deepest longings. Yet sometimes we need to leave its door open, Be humble to the comings and goings. I marvel at the complexity of the human mind, its capacity to tell stories of everything.… Continue reading Heart and mind
Responsibility looks different in context, and irresponsibility comes in many guises. It was a decision made after extensive consideration. It was a decision which saddened and hurt others. It was a decision to honor their own experiences and a demonstration of loving oneself. It was a decision which presented difficulties on many fronts. Their one… Continue reading Kindest I can be?
She is afraid of how she'll present in a crowd and to anyone - will she falter, will she seem stupid, will she know the best way to be. And she is fearful of what will happen as her mind tells her stories of worst outcomes of any situation. What if she can't cope? What… Continue reading Stories told
I understand enough Mandarin, for it to serve me in my travels. So perhaps it is understanding what the lyrics mean that drew me to this song. Perhaps it is the poignant melody. Or both. The unofficial translation of the poetic Mandarin lyrics does not do it justice, yet it is the closest I could… Continue reading An ordinary path
“You’ve got a nice set-up here,” he said walking in. “Yes, I do spend quite a bit of time here, so it’s got to be comfortable,” I said. He gently touched the ornaments displayed, reading the spines of books which caught his attention. It is not often we get these relaxed times together, a sense… Continue reading These things
The real test is that your truth should be good for yourself… So don’t play the missionary… Let other people belong to themselves and look after their own improvement… If they are really satisfied, then nobody should disturb them. If they are not satisfied with what they possess, they will probably seek something better… ~… Continue reading Belonging to themselves
What does it actually mean, for you or another? Perhaps this poem resonates? sometimes I love you means I want to love you sometimes I love you means I'll stay a little while longer sometimes I love you means I'm not sure how to leave sometimes I love you means I have nowhere else to… Continue reading “I love you”
Advancing, retreating... ebb and flow. Filling, emptying... replenishing and relinquishing. Deconstructing and reconstructing. This is how life is. Sometimes we are aware of this dynamic process, but often we are just living our daily lives, filled with busy events and tasks. Particularly during this pandemic, things seem a little repetitive and predictable. Sometimes we pay… Continue reading We are arriving
Today... letting it unfold, letting it go, letting it be... To not cling to plans, obsolete even as they are made. Stop...life goes on. ~ FlorenceT © 2020 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
MEANINGS AND MUSINGS 