It all started with a 10-minute delay of the alarm buzzing. A domino effect soon followed. He was rushing to get dressed, to pack the last things – some of which he obviously forgot – to get into the car and drive off. Of course it had snowed during the coldest night of the year and he also had to shovel the snow off his car simply to find the door.
But when the engine finally started and he was off, the illuminated festive city roads compensated all the hassle.
Driving home for Christmas entails a particular emotion. Of anticipation and excitement.
You know that time when the sun rises; when hardly anyone ever gets up to see it, but often some stay up past dawn to witness it before falling into bed? That majestic hour when life begins again as a new day commences. It signifies a new start and symbolises that there is always another chance for things to get better.
A new day is like embarking on an adventure. You don’t really know where it’ll lead you, but you need to get up and go in order to find out.
The hardest decision to make is always the first step you’ll take. It’s like diving into the sea. If you take it step by step the water always seems colder. But if you simply dive in, it’s actually refreshing.
We ponder too much.
All we need is to find the right people to support us, to hear us out when we simply need to babble on for a while, to say something that will soothe and reassure us, to help us get back on the right track when we lose our faith on the path we’ve taken. But mostly, we need people to walk that road with us. Because it’s in the hardships and the little things that we realise who are worthy of being part of our lives.
“Come, follow me”, she said as soon as he approached.
She was dressed in black and it scared him. He didn’t know her very well, yet something about her intrigued him. He allowed himself to be lured by her; to be led into dark passageways and alleys he never knew existed.
He could only see worn-out heels decisively hitting the ground before him.
She led him into a cave-like entry that opened up into a beautiful back yard. She offered a drink.
How he ended up behind the wheel of a crashed car the next morning, is beyond his memory.
One of the most pleasing sentiments in the world is setting out for an adventure. You don’t care how early or late you travel in this case, because you are certain that your destination will recompense the trouble of getting there.
Embarking on an adventure usually entails taking time off your usual routine. It means shutting out everything that, no matter how much you enjoy doing, has made you weary and exhausted due to its prolonged and repeated nature.
We all need time off. A break. To detox, regroup and rejuvenate. A welcome recess; that time of doing nothing, will help you bring things into perspective. It is only when you change your view on things that you manage to see a clearer picture.
And you realise that you can draw inspiration and motivation from the simplest things in life. Those that in the hustle and bustle of daily chaos you tend to forget exist.
You’ll go where you focus your light on. You just need to remember that you are responsible for shining it. And it order to maintain its brightness, you need to recharge it when it gets dim.
There is a good quote, which says that you won’t let the fuel in your car drop to empty, why do you allow it to happen to you? Letting your energy drain.
August is that perfect period to shut down for a while. To allow your mind and soul to breathe. To regain your strength, rediscover your focus and set new goals. It is the time to dream and make plans on how to achieve them.
Take time off. You’ll be thankful you did when you return relaxed, refreshed, recharged.
It was a scorching hot summer day, but Jake was of the
perception that you should grasp every opportunity offered to you to enjoy life
to the fullest. The renowned waterfalls were very close to his holiday stay so
he decided to go on the expedition early in the morning.
His car wouldn’t go that far though. It refused to budge
further than the asphalt-paved road. So Jake had to get out, put his hat on,
grab a bottle of water and take the trail on foot. Trekking was always one of
his passions. He thought it would be an easy task.
But along the way, the road became steep downhill and
slippery. Then small, sharp steps were added to the challenge, along with
pointy branches that hit you abruptly. The temperature became humid and hotter
as it took much longer than expected to arrive to the sought destination.
After an hour of trail – given that Jake took a wrong turn
and had to go back to find the right road-sign for where he was going – he finally
reached a rainforest-like path and could hear the sound of running water.
There was a crowd leading up to it.
Too many people meant he wouldn’t be able to enjoy it as
much as he would like. Tourists often did not appreciate the cultural
significance of what they were looking at.
Jake finally reached the foot of the waterfall.
You could hear the stream running from the top of the hill
into a 3metre-deep pool. But that was pretty much it. There was not much to see
and Jake was unimpressed.
Expectations often lead to disappointment. That was his
thought at the sight.
And then he had to take the opposite route to return. And it
was all uphill now.
When Grandpa got up with the rising sun, he did not expect
that the front door wouldn’t open. Neither the back. He knew it was going to be
a difficult day. But for some, it would be exactly the opposite.
He tip-toed into Jenny’s room and gently shook her to waken
her from dreamland. She half-opened her eyes and stretched every inch of her small
“Good morning, Grandpa,”
“There’s a surprise
outside your window,” he smiled.
She jumped out of bed and looked outside.
Everything was white. An impeccable white blanket had
covered everything as far as she could see. It was snowing all night and it
continued to do so now. They were snowed in.
Grandpa was concerned because they were somewhat isolated in
the village and their resources were scarce. He was planning to go into town today,
had the weather permitted it. But few things in life usually go according to
Jenny was excited; she was jumping up and down and rushing
to put on warm clothes in order to run outside. It was freezing, but enthusiasm
always keeps you warm.
“Come on Grandpa, let’s
go build a snowman!” she called as she tried to open the door.
The old man used a shovel, back-aching and almost sweating
in the sub-zero temperatures, striving to open the door.
When he succeeded the little girl ran outside and dived into
There wasn’t much he could do anyway. He just had to wait
for assistance. So they might as well have some fun in the meantime.
Snow beautifies everything. It is nature’s magic that fills
your soul with wonder.