Have you ever felt with intensity? Or perhaps I should ask if you ever felt fully aware. If you consciously drew your attention and awareness to feeling whatever is happening around you and allowed yourself that moment of pause. Perhaps you know it as a moment when you “took it all in.” And sometimes it takes only that moment to feel rejuvenated and refreshed. Restored and ready to go once more. It’s a little secret, something that is personal. Something that you, only you experienced in that given moment and will leave a profound impact and memory on your soul. It will remind you that there is peace and bliss in the little things as a sigh releases from deep within, leaving you with a smile and the reminder that it doesn’t take much. That it’s seldom the big things, but that the little things eventually become the big things to us. Todays word reminds me of this act, this very feeling.
Ambedo n. A kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory detail. Raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee – briefly soaking in the experience of being alive, an act that is done purely for its own sake.
Japanese (n.) lit. “One time, one meeting” an encounter that only happens once in a lifetime, reminding us to treasure every moment, for it will never recur again.
This seems to be a great New Years motto and a great way in general to live. For myself I have found that it’s not always realistic and sometimes we just get sucked into every day life. Sometimes it’s simply not possible to treasure every moment and to live to the fullest. And other times we just need that moment to pass so we can move on and look forward to brighter times. Sometimes we don’t want to remember “that” moment, but one thing is for certain and that is that this very moment in time will never recur again. So hold on to the good ones and experience those with as much consciousness as possible. They will warm your heart and carry you through the tough ones. And when those that we need to pass arrive, take comfort and know that they won’t last and will pass just as quickly as the good ones. Wishing you many treasured ones along your way.
Whatever will be, will be. The future is not ours to see. Don’t worry, if it’s supposed to happen, it will.
I can’t remember when I stopped to interfere. When I allowed life to unfold as it is supposed to be. When I somehow incorporated the attitude and the motto that is Que sera sera. What I know is that while I consciously add layers of depths to this concept, it has helped me a great deal lookin back. In which ways…it simply makes life easier. At least it has for me. It has given me more freedom, a lighter heart and somehow more peace of mind. It’s as if a burden was lifted and responsibility has been taken away. I have become an observer, a philosopher, a co-creator. What I have shed is the controller part, the interference, the need to force things. It has never worked for me in the past.
As the year draws to an end, the time is perfect for new years resolutions, to wish for a perfect upcoming year, with certainty a even better one than the one we just experienced. Of course we are all hopeful in that way, it’s human nature, but can we appreciate it all…whatever comes our way? Can we truly waive goodbye and not worry while resting in the comfort of the unknown? Ahh, there it is…the unknown. It’s a frightening subject isn’t it? It can be, but here too, if you find yourself on the worried side, it’s perhaps because you haven’t bought into the concept that is Que sera sera. Maybe you are still holding on tightly to the reigns, hoping to control the outcome, while not being hopeful and optimistic. Maybe you have your doubts about the new year, maybe warranted, justified and rightfully so as you found yourself on a streak of bad luck and unfortunate events. Have you ever wondered about your experiences? Why you had them, what the point of it was and what you could take away from them? Have you felt that you had it harder in life compared to others, have you experienced more? Why do think that is, are some just born luckier? So with that question raised, have been able to let go of the negative ones or are they still lingering, hidden deep within you, banished to the darkest corner, hoping they will never resurface again. You might hope the won’t and perhaps you’ve even tricked yourself into believing it, but you know the truths, don’t you! Soon or later they will rise and come to surface, over and over, until you face them, deal with them and then let go.
Now is the time to waive goodbye. Perhaps you could consider a different route, perhaps something new. After all, how has that control thing worked out in the past, it’s exhausting isn’t it? It keeps us on edge, by the seat of our pants, on our guard and most of all, tense. This tension turns to anxiety and before we know it we have added stress and hectic to our life. who needs that! I think this concept and keeping away the stress has been a guiding post for me when it comes to dealing with the RA. I haven’t perfected it and at times I too struggle to embrace Que sera sera, but I try to remember as often as possible. To bring my awareness to it, to give myself that pep talk when I need it, and to cling on to the light during those moments of sometimes. For me it is one day at a time as too many variables don’t allow for consistency in my days. But with it, it allows me to practice this concept anew every day and my focus is not on an entire upcoming year. Not even a month or a week, but more like a day and even an hour. So here we go, Que sera sera, whatever will be will be.
A new word has come up on my radar about the Japanese concept that is Ikigai. It literally translates to “a reason for being.” A reason to get up in the morning. To enjoy the meaning of life – passion, purpose, something one lives for.
Sometimes this concept gets muddied as we rush along in our day to day life, but today it spoke to me in new ways. Perhaps as a reminder, a gateway to unrealized possibilities, a gentle nudge to not forget and to carry this concept near and dear within my heart. My reason for being has grown and expanded a lot this year, along with the passion, the meaning and the purpose of it all. Sure there are days where I don’t feel quite as strong, but there are plenty of others days that carry me through and when I do. I think sometimes this reason for being and our purpose doesn’t need to be articulated or even understood a 100%. Perhaps sometimes is a matter of inner peace, a feeling, an acceptance of what is. Of finding our own way through the sticky swamp without getting swallowed in it. Sometimes it’s just a matter of waking up in the morning and being optimistic and full of good thoughts and beliefs. Sometimes it’s a matter of paying it forward, of spreading our light and that itself bring a purpose like no other.
The perfect new word has crossed my radar and it instantly made me smile. I was already living this word, not realizing it’s existence and how much I need it in my day to day existence. Are you one to rush through your day, having to do multiple things for it to feel right? Are you afraid you are missing out on something? If so, then JOMO is not for you. It stands for the joy of missing out. Feeling content with staying in and disconnecting as a form of self care. Pleasure is derived from living in a quiet or independent way without feeling anxious that one is missing out on exciting or interesting events that may be happening elsewhere.
I suppose I have practiced JOMO since early June this year and I have become a great supporter of this contentment that allows my own pursuits and activities, without worrying over the possibility of missing out on what others may be doing. I like the quiet and too much noise and ruckus makes my head spin. Even if someone talks too loud or sudden loud noises. I know there is actually a medical condition for it, but it’s more than that and it is the stillness, the peace within that turns into sheer bliss that I’m talking about. And as a little side joke “you cant feel the good vibes of JOMO until you stop obsessing over everyone else’s Facebook postings.
JOMO was first recorded in 2000-05 and I didn’t even realize that I was missing out. It’s definitely a word I could have used much earlier in life, but I know it wouldn’t have had the same meaning as it has now. JOMO can also be used to describe the pleasure of taking a break from social activity – especially social media – to enjoy personal time. This holiday season I made an effort to practice JOMO before I even knew about the word. I am always amazed when things like that happen. When I stumble across something I should be doing and somehow have started it already without a reason as to why. It’s almost like an inner guiding system that can work for a variety of things, including fashion and makeup. I might get the inkling to wear a red lip and next thing you know, it’s in style and the beauty trend of the year. JOMO however is not a fashion trend or something that is here temporarily for me. I have a feeling that JOMO is here to stay and new way of life for me.
Time for a another new word post and this is one I got to experience all too well this summer. It’s Gallinipper, a noun to describe any of various insects that sting or bite, especially a large American mosquito.
And although this picture above does not represent a Gallinipper, this snake moved right in as well 😩, luckily on the outside and it gave me a good scare when I expectantly running across it a few times. I tried to get it to move on by throwing a few small pebbles in it’s direction and I finally think it did. Or it’s waiting for me to completely forget about it so the next scare is even bigger.
You wouldn’t believe how many times I have been bit or stung this year, especially being outdoors more and moving into the tiny abode. I literally had welts on my skin that are taking decades to heal, as I am allergic to most of these critters. And spider bites are the worst and I don’t even want to begin to visualize it. These bites are the deepest and take the longest to heal. They itch like crazy and have left a poisonous red ring around the bite. Scratch it and you distribute the poison. It’s almost too much not to touch it and it takes a great deal of discipline. Yikes. Thank goodness mosquito season is coming to an end and the tiny abode has been prepped with spider repellent essential oils such as peppermint which the absolutely hate.
Time for a new word post and our word is Lyan. Pronounced (eye-an) it represents and stands for n. dreamer.
I look at this recent picture of myself. I see a tired, battle ridden self, mustering a faint smile, but I also see a survivor. I see the wrinkles just a little deeper, but hey…I earned them, right? The hair just a little whiter, a gaze that stares into the distance, who has a few interesting stories to tell.
But regardless of what I see, and what I have encountered in this life so far. What battles I have fought and what demons I have slayed. Throughout it all I have always represented this word and I have never stopped being a dreamer. It’s our dreams that keep us alive, that have us looking forward to all the possibilities, and it is our dreams that fuel our heart and soul with fire. So don’t forget to take time out and add a hefty dose of dreaming to your day. And remember that the best dreams are dreamt with your eyes wide open.
It’s been awhile for a new word post and this one seems timely and fitting. As always I don’t believe it’s a coincidence that it has come into my life.
Inara: m: Arabic; shining light
Walking through the forest the other day during a rare break, I found this form of shining light, illuminating this plant beautifully. It captured me and I stood and admired it’s beauty. I have seen this plant before and even photographed it before, but the perfect moment of shining light capturing it gave it a whole different perspective and look.
Now there is a whole different meaning to this word named Inara, and sometimes I feel like the subject when so many of you shine your light upon me. When you are such bright beacons on my horizon, when the world temporarily turns dark. You pick me up with your comments and walking besides me. You make me glow with the reflection of your shining light, seeing me through. For each and every one of you is a shining light in my life and makes all the difference in the world. So, this one, this word, is dedicated to you and comes with a great big thank you and much, much love.
Quatervois has crossed my path this week and I thought it was perfectly describing my current state.
(n) a crossroads; a critical decision or turning point in one’s life.
As I look back on my life, I recognize a few of such crossroads. I take comfort in knowing that no matter how hard each one has been, eventually the heartache subsided and revealed new opportunities and growth. But going through these turning points sure wretches at our hearts, our sanity and it stings. Badly…