Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Try to focus on what it is that you have already. Your family; parents (even if they live far away and you rarely see them); a job, even if it isn't the dream job; your health, your strength, friends that entertain you or make you laugh, no mariachi bands playing outside your window (amen to that), sunshine, great sneakers, a snazzy car, suitors…even if they…hey you're liked! Focus on these things and what it is that you desire will be sent, and your already good fortune will be multiplied, you must be grateful for where you're at. Wherever you go, there you are, and it is exactly where you're supposed to be. So if it's in a dark hole, stay there! Hahah j/k But seriously, embrace and accept wherever it is that you are. If you're going through some sort of struggle, inner or outer, your mind racing with thoughts a mile a minute because of it; calm yourself, breathe, put on a lovely tune, or some good ole' Wallace & Gromit, it'll be sure to put a smile on your face and enlighten you to realize that whatever it is you're going through is only for a moment in time, opposed to the grander scheme of things. Seasons in life, seasons of emotions, friends that visit for seasons too; and love…well, it is the greatest thing, so don't dismiss it, embrace it too, with all its squalid brilliance! Just remember it takes two to tango, and if the other person very well doesn't care to take your hand and dance with you…then they most likely won't like to accompany you on the dance of life either! Be patient with yourselves and where you're at. Be patient with your heart and the timing of the Universe.
Awaken and become aware that with life there are always miracles waiting to happen! The impossible is always possible, and what may be up now, treasure it, because it just may be down tomorrow. And people that are sensationally dreadful to you, and they say things that prick your heart and soul, know that they indeed may be jealous, un-aware and actually quite likely hurting themselves and because of lack of education or morals or upbringing they act out and do things they one day most certainly will regret. Let them be! Let it be! Keep smiling; keep doing the right things, showing kindness and you'll be sure to ace the test!
For yes darlings, this is only a test, and death, which is also a part of life, is the final. The final test, the moment you are able to review your life on earth, and the moment you return from whence you came. And how exciting would that be as well. Enjoy it for now, the good, the bad, the cheesy…because tomorrow just may be your lucky day! Live with that hope and expectation! J
Monday, June 13, 2011
** My final thoughts:
Without love you have nothing -- therefore you don't even have life.
Bless up! :)
Saturday, June 11, 2011
By Jair Ananda Massiah
Lioness I am
I've been wanting to write about this topic for quite some time. How shall one truly appreciate or respect something they have differing perspectives; or a skewed point of view?
Let's take this first example; what does truth mean to you? Some say, that truth hurts, according to Improv experts, they say that truth is funny, others swear that speaking the truth only backfires? But I find that it may depend on what exactly this truth is.
Life is all about different perspectives, how is it that an elephant be afraid of a minute mouse? Some of you may think, "Oh but that's a story!" Well, how is it that adults are afraid of spiders? (I'm one of those, and it isn't because of the size, but maybe the fact that they've got multiple legs and EIGHT eyes!!!) Which is more superior? The elephant or the spider? Or are the mouse and human in fact equal?
Christians believe to have just a mustard seed worth/equivalent of faith, and it can certainly move great mountains or create grand miracles in one's life. So is it possible then also to have little money and try to feed an orphanage? For some, that's bullocks! And for others they can see it happen with brilliant budgeting skills!
Another example still, some people greatly dislike policemen, they groan in disgust if they see one nearby y, or make donut jokes. Yet when people are in danger's way or a victim of some unexpected dilemma, the policemen are the first people we expect to give us remedy!
The elderly are using up our tax money and our time. They drive slowly, they speak slowly, and they're suddenly senile and unworthy, thanks to one, two many wrinkles. But these are people just like you, who've worked hard their entire lives, and been married successfully even through the World Wars, Great Depression and Civil and Racist Wars, and all they get from their social security to survive on each month is $135.43 cents, which can't even cover lodging at a room in a senior home, medical assistance or a decent meal.
All days one should be grateful. For life, sunshine, or rain that waters our mountains, shelter, decent health, a job that pays the bills. However even on the greatest days, some days just turn out tremendously fanatical! One can only try their best to keep it together and still wear a smile, when their flight crew is arguing, when the captain says we don't have any water for our 4 hour flight, and you have to work first class, and everyone wants coffee, and they're upset they didn't get their first meal choice, when some people have no food at all. Or when because you're from another country of different languages and speech patterns, a disgruntled passenger mimics you by saying, "Excuse me darling, don't you ever tell me that it's not your fault!" while waving their index finger two feet away from your face. Then someone asks what did you do on your layover, asking if you went shopping and expecting this kind of fun and grandiose experience, when you know you used your last penny to bail your sister out of an enormous ticket. And, to add icing on the cake, just when you're thinking things are looking up because a man compliments you and says you should be a model, and you say, thank-you but my passion is writing and I study film, they respond with, "Listen, your life would be so much easier if you were a model. You're so beautiful and all men want is regular sex and cooked meals…in fact I'll make it simpler for you, they want a 'hoochi-mama' and a mother, so just tell them line up and take a number!" And he goes on to guffaw and stare at you like a pin-up doll for the rest of the flight wearing with a nasty grin.
Its days like this you can't have a melt-down; its days like this you've got to have a strong and positive perspective. Remember to have a reaction that pacifies and doesn't stir up more of what you're trying to get away from.
And you ask how? How can one possibly hold it together when, they just ripped a large hole in their stocking/pantyhose in the beginning of the day and everyone onboard is angry because they're going to miss their connections to Hawai'i? How do you keep it together when that summer course you've been planning to attend at NYU for months gets cancelled because your car breaks down and now you have to use the money to fix the car instead of furthering your education and dream career? How do you keep it together when the person you loved and married, cheated on you and had a child with a stranger instead of you? How do you keep it together when you give someone new a chance despite you being fearful of hurt and rejection and then after many months of bliss, the person suddenly disappears?
My darlings, we keep it together by remembering that whatever we go through is a lesson; a test and luckily not the final. It's a prerequisite to see how resilient, compassionate, loving and understanding we can behave in times of great stress.
So even if you are the one that sends someone poetry or an animated heart sms to brighten the one you fancy's day. Or perhaps you've been pleasant and fair and someone lashes out in an aggression-filled attack. And maybe if someone flirted with you incessantly to get your attention and you send them love and appreciation by giving them a box of chocolates and they say that it was delicious but they rather have less communication between the two of you because you seem too passionate. You wonder how will you ever keep it altogether!
Well, don't be afraid of giving up your control…remain mindful, share unconditional love, and remember the truth, but please darlings, let go! Just put your trust in the other person and whatever the situation is, for although their actions of life's situations may be unkind, unforgiving and upsetting. You are gaining your greatest lessons yet! Whenever someone is closer to greatness, obstacles are thrown in their way to try to make them give up or go off course. Stay on course my darlings; you're almost at your reward. Understanding that all you went through and had to go through was just to make sure you could withstand a higher altitude of surprises.
What perspective will you have when you're dished life's absurdities? For things fall, shatter and spill all over, but what shape does the liquid bear? Does it bear a heart shape by any chance? Do you sometimes have strangers remind you what a great person you are? Does a baby smile at you when you pass by? Do animals become more playful or follow you around? These are reminders that you are loved, by the Universe/God and by others you are too busy to recognize. To them, you are the world! A unique and precious being of light and love, their shoulder they'd be honoured to have you cry on, their hands, wanting to hold and give you warm strength and love…
Carry a positive perspective, remember the truth promised to you, stay on track, and always, always have compassion and unconditional love…
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
By Jair Ananda Massiah
I had no idea it would mar me like this
My fingers red with discontent
I thought you owned this land
And that you would share it with me
I just had to sort out my things first
Climb to the top of the mountain
And see what the world had to offer
The seagulls really do have the best view
And conceited with the illusion
That they alone own this land
I wanted to feel that too
But it never really belonged to me…
It belonged to you
You and many others
Tried to take my land from me
My view, this mountain
You said you'd wait for me
But it was sorrow I had in my heart
For how could so much sugar
Fit inside this bag
The bag that carried my heart…
You swore this sugar, was like this land
This sugary land
Grown from midnight kisses
And sprinkled with real desire
Staring here into the valley
Knowing the truth
I saw it once in the seagulls' eyes
You couldn't wait could you?
For good things rarely come to those who wait
For it tastes no longer sweet to me
The air is stale
And the seagulls no longer fly here
The bag has burst
Spilling this 'sugar' everywhere
My time was not in vain
And these sandals I wear
Can still take me elsewhere
To another land
A true land
One I can see clearly
For your land
This Sugar Land
Was never really yours to give in the first place …
By Jair Ananda Massiah
He wanted a girl who spread her legs on silk and smelt of the reddest roses, and wasn't afraid to jump off mountains. Alas she was only a simple virgin, who smelt of dew that fell from those red, red roses, who spoke to him about the moon and the stars and told him that his eyes were warmer than the great green trees of the east. But little did she know, little did he know, she was only a muse that he'd tire of as soon as work picked up. For now he can go where girls will do anything to pleasure that muscle between his legs. Who cared about the stars anyway? Or the stars in her eyes, that just wanted to gaze lovingly at him. What was her love? This feeling…unimportant and simple in his snazzy world. How foolish she'd been to think that he'd care. That he could fall for a girl like she?
By Jair Ananda Massiah
Little did I know that 2 weeks away from you indeed was nothing, had I known I wouldn't see you afterwards for months at a time. Every day, and I say, every day I dreamt of your smile that would light me up like the stars at night. And every day, I'd dream of your eyes, so gentle, so calm yet mischievous. You just needed someone to love. Just like me. And I had done well I thought, for 2 weeks at that time which felt like an eternity. And I visited my great aunts; and slow they were. Times were different for them. They had experienced all life had to offer and now carrying on each day was activity enough. And bed time was early also. And I lay there, not wanting to sleep. Listening to the crickets and feeling the clean night air…it was only you that filled my mind. You, so far away; missing me, as I missed you. My love so great, I wouldn't mind to stop and let time hurry on, for only to gaze at you would suffice. And it was then I called you. And your voice sounded hurried, for you were whispering and had run away. Wanting to speak with me, wanting to hear my voice, that to steal away from your work to listen was good enough an excuse to anyone who would happen to reprimand you. And you said, "I miss you!" And "Get back safe." And I felt your love. My heart swooning at the simple phrase. And I missed you too. Why ever must we be apart this long. So many long miles away. And that was a beautiful moment. And now a year later I lie in this same bed and wonder, was it all just a dream? The love of my life; did you think of me now, like then? But I'd never know. Because now, it didn't feel like love, and I shan't ever call…
And a pale rider upon it,
And the name of the horse was pestilence,
And the name of the rider was death."