I've been so excited, relieved and blessed to finally be able to get back into the house this week and was hoping this would allow me to concentrate on college. Reality, as always, has better plans, and so it is between trying to unpack boxes, move furniture and complete assignments I find there is a severe shortage of that very thing I need: time.
The hours melt away and days escape before I realise yet another week has come and gone. At least now time passes in relative comfort and warmth having a carpet down and a log burner in the place if the great seeping hole in the ceiling. You see, blessed! I really am.
Glad to be getting back into the house and to be at college. If only a loose careless tongue had not seen fit to label me as it did, I wouldn't be having to contend with "she is angry at the world" comments at every opportunity certain fellow students like to take. Six times today and three of those in front of a lecturer when I was simply stood waiting for class like everyone else.
I got to thinking if it really matters, and I guess it doesn't. Those that know me, well... Know me and I love the folk in my life and those around me so the comments of a few based on the incorrect musings of one don't really amount to much. Embarrassing and possibly a little humiliating, but only if I deem them to be so.
I don't think it is anything that can't be ignored by a smile. After all, what is the other option? To get angry about it I guess and wouldn't that be most ironic! Ahhh, maybe I'm having a lesson taught me. In the wider picture it maybe just that, and it'll pass!
In the meantime I was reading this evening and came across some quotes I've always admired. They fit with my philosophy on life and so mean something deep and touching to me:
The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
William Wordsworth
"Have you had a kindness shown? Pass it on;
'Twas not given for thee alone, Pass it on;
Let it travel down the years,
Let it wipe another's tears.
Pass it on."
-- Rev. Henry Burton
The term 'pass it on' gets overused these days due to the movie that made the quote famous but nevertheless it stands a true reflection of how many people live their lives. Just everyday folk who go about their daily business.
If you think about it tho, just for a moment, how beautiful is the concept, and how even more amazing the people in the world for doing it and living it... And plenty do!
The world is not something to be disappointed in but something remarkable and wholesome in even times of war, devastation, famine, cruelty or ought else to be despised. It is in these very despicable moments that one small seemingly nothingness gesture can make all the difference to a life, and sometimes is the real life difference between a will to live and one to give up and die.
No, the world is not to be despised because the majority of people in it are kind, loving individuals who want just the same as you and I: to feel safe, to live without fear and to be free from labels and misconceptions.
People, no matter where, who or experience, desire only that their human rights be honoured. What a world it would be if we could all make that happen with acts of kindness towards one another.
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- No words can explain how deeply people want to connect with each other. How much pain they will suffer trying to be accepted, to be valued and to be loved. The yearning to be wanted is probably the most trauma that some individuals will ever inflict up on themselves. No matter race, colour, creed, sexual orientation, religion, culture, gender, age or any other factor, what everyone wants is to belong, to connect, to be loved. It is so easy to reach out to someone yet, for some it is the most difficult thing to find someone to connect to. Reach out to those you meet in your daily march. You just never know whose life you might touch, what spark, even unknowingly, you may make.
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