Are there still people reading blogs?

-

I remembered about my abandoned blog site while I was working on my other business website.

It felt like a relief, reconnected with my freedom.

I am not a big fun of social media. But I love blogs. At least, I used to.

For me, blog is different from social media. Just different feeling from facebook or youtube.

Blog is not about me, it's about freedom I have with my thoughts and voice.

 

Somehow today, I returned here.

 

I struggle with texts exchanges in English

I feel like I am not even 10% of myself get explained in texts.

But Blog, just my subjective feeling is I am here, I am expressing in the way I feel free.

I don't have to worry about how people would misinterpret.

I just write write and write.

I don't know if there's people still read other people's blog?

But why? There's enough things to read on the internet. 

Enough contents, video, pics, music, etc etc.

 

 

 So here's the one to my love, 

 

 

I recently met a person who brought so much light into my life.

He is a traveler, soul seeker, singer and laughter. Massive Sun and biggest moon.

He suddenly came into my life and gone to the next land of hope.

 

I still hear his voice of cheer

I still see his untainted eyes

I still taste the sweet roasted pumpkin

I still smell of the coconuts oil of love

I still feel the rays of sunshine

 

He showed me how to be brave

how to speak with love and care

 

My word wonders in darkness of moonless night

How come suddenly so difficult to speak and write

Voice is no longer heard

Words are no longer read

 

I had a co-cast and the only audience

Who shine the light to me

to be heard, to be seen 

with untainted eyes

with clear voice


He showed me courage to be vulnerable

 

Where are you traveling?

Sowing seeds of love

Shine the lights to people

 

Forever sailing 

Forever flying 

Forever dying 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

One by One

-
One of Main practical exams for my remedial massage course has just finished today. I was so nervous despite the fact that I practiced a fair amount beforehand. It's always scary to have exams, especially if it's assessed and watched by teacher. I guess that's the most scary bit. My English usually goes funny, grammar is wrong, forget easy nouns, my mouth does not respond very well. However, great thing about our human ability is the memory of movement. My hands and body remembered what I studied and practiced. I was absolutely nervous but I trusted my body's capability rather than my feeling of fear to the exam. And indeed, my body did a good job. Few month ago, one of our teachers from the college introduced us a learning method which helped me to gain self confidence. Since the experience, my perspective towards myself has been changing. I am not perfect but I feel I am getting there, little by little, to what I want to be. Two months to finish the course, I wa...
Read more

That's all what I needed.

-
I had been quite healthy for long time until recently fell in sick. I felt so weak physically and mentally. I think that what sickness can do. I was fighting with my thoughts that I shouldn't be that negative minded when I am sick. I felt quite nuisance and feeling like I was losing everything what I was building up to make myself better physically and spiritually. My friend taught me that having the negative thoughts is not always a bad thing. It is a opportunity to release some part of unconscious bit which is usually suppressed in daily life. By seeing opposite side of yourself under challenging situation, you learn more about yourself and life itself. I was saved by hearing that. Now I feel I stepped up a bit after being sick. Being weak is a process of being strong. It was just what I needed to learn.
Read more

雨ニモマケズ

-
When we were school kids, teachers made us recite some famous poems. One of those poems which still remain in my mind is " Ame ni mo makezu " by Kenji Miyazawa. I remember the poem especially when winter winds blow against me. I wish there is no lost in English translation as it is very simple and yet dynamic and powerful. I like this philosophical poem that I want to follow and I don't want to forget. There are several versions of translation for this poem, but I think the "Stand up to the rain" is more like the original. 「雨にもまけず」　　宮沢賢治　　　　　　　　　 雨にもまけず　風にもまけず 雪にも夏の暑さにもまけぬ　丈夫なからだをもち 慾はなく　決して瞋らず　いつもしずかにわらっている　　 一日に玄米四合と　味噌と少しの野菜をたべ　　 あらゆることを　じぶんをかんじょうに入れずに　　 よくみききし わかり　そして わすれず　　 野原の松の林の蔭の　小さな萱ぶきの小屋にいて　　 東に病氣のこどもあれば　　行って看病してやり　　 西につかれた母あれば　　行ってその稻の束を負い 南に死にそうな人あれば　行って こわがらなくてもいいといい 北にけんかや そしょうがあれば　つまらないから やめろといい ひでりのときは なみだをながし　さむさのなつは おろおろ あるき みんなに でくのぼうとよばれ　ほめられもせず　くにもされず そういうものに　わたしはなりたい
Read more