He had threatened her of leaving and like always she was scared, her eyes welled up with tears and her heart missed many beats. She was needy of him. Why not? He was her father. Her eyes begged him to stay; her vulnerability screamed how much she needed him.
Unlike her, her mother never blinked when he threatened to leave. She would always look away whenever he spat out his venomous threat. But she thought that perhaps her mother felt the same way she felt – vulnerable , only she never showed it.
“You need to be strong”, her mother would always say to her. “A man should never see you as weak, he must think you strong enough to do without him, to live without him. Every man, even if he is your father”. Continue reading
Hold on to what is good,
even if it’s a handful of earth.
hold on to what you believe,
even if it’s a tree that stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do,
even if it’s a long way from here.
Hold on to your life,
even if it’s easier to let go.
Hold on to my hand,
even if I’ve gone away from you.
Pueblo Indian Prayer
An unexamined life is not worth living- Socrates.
If you do not examine your life nor question certain things that happened or are happening, then your life is just like stagnant water, never moving, never changing and a breeding place for all sorts of destructive things.
Many times we are afraid of moving away from the good we have and plunging ourselves into the unknown best. The unknown best remains unknown until an action which is unrelenting makes it known and the best it is.
You are afraid of doing that thing because you may fail at it. Then surely you are not afraid of mediocrity, of redundancy, of failure which is what remaining in a position and not moving really is. Failure may visibly mean not seeing things work out as planned, but for those with insight, with courage, it silently and saliently means ‘do it again and do it better’. Continue reading