If you haven't been at From Sand to Glass, you're missing the chance to get plenty of smiles in your day and meet an author with a wonderful sense of humor. After you're done here, please go there for the other half of the fun and make friends with Martin.
Alan Ayckbourn clip: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/programmes/hardtalk/9709576.stm
Good News Stories
In Ethiopia, the land of famine according to the aid agencies, people are starting up tech companies. (http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/business-23086014)
In Manchester, UK, a museum allows visitors to unwrap a mummy. (http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-23045904)
Still on the subject of mummies, a statue of one is moving by itself....as far as anyone can tell. (http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-23029507)
Lastly, how would you like your arm returned to you after it was amputated. One Vietnamese man waited forty years for its return. (http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-23124347)
Celebrate the small things is the brilliant idea of VikLit. Each Friday we post something we wish to celebrate achieving or doing during the week. It can be writing/reading or life related. You can find the list and join us here.
It's 11 pm as I type this part. A recent phone call is having me struggling hard with disappointment, sadness, hurt pride and some annoyance too. Gosh! My dragon size pride is quite a sting when hurt. More so over 50 cents of a dollar. It sounds idiotic if not because there is a story behind the 50 cents. Aside from this, earlier this week I realized a very stupid mistake I did (for my lack of patience) resulted in two lesions. Due to these lesions, I have to interrupt my therapy of exercise. (Pity, we were doing so well.) There's no one to blame on this but me. 11:22 pm and my Zen is seriously messed up. I feel bad about feeling bad. I'm far better than 50 cents. I'm far wiser than tripping on the same stone for a second time. And I'm far stronger than allowing my low emotions have a field day with my spirits.
By the Higher Powers and my Dragon Ancestors, may all my scales fall off if I don't celebrate today and the whole weekend with fireworks and smiles (even if I have to force them) and sunshine. May my magic fire disappear if I don't dance all around the garden in gratitude for the permanent chance to become a better being. Every obstacle, every mistake, every concern, every fall hides in it a chance of choice. We all have the choice to be more patient, more forgiving, more brave, to have more faith, to believe more in ourselves, in our capacities and our gifts.
I am not able to choose when storms will come but I can decide whether I will allow the rain to ruin my day or not. I cannot control many of the things that happen around me but I can select what kind of thoughts I'll allow into my mind, and what kind of feelings will reign upon my heart. I cannot stop someone from giving me shit, but I am the one who decides if I'll take the "gift" and let it infect me or I'll just pass. No one can upset you unless you get in their game and let them. I deserve better than the shit game. I am deciding to attune with the beautiful things I've got. Attune with flowers, with birds, with breathing, with friends and loved ones, and with all those things that put a smile on my face. This is my choice and no one can take it from me but myself. And I would be a fool if I waive this right.
11.56 pm. Let's celebrate choice!
Choice is your right. Use it! Choose the smile, choose the sunshine, choose love, and choose to be happy. Dragon hugs for you who bring smiles to my life.