Ok, I'm back...
Haven't forgotten about my blog...just had things in the way.
Well, things are looking good for us, so far. I don't want to say too much in case I jinx it, but we are getting things in order quickly...if all goes well, we can get our papers in by mid-April. YAY!
Then, it's just wait, wait, wait.
Also, I sent in my submission to a Canadian Publisher for my children's book. Crossing my fingers on this one! I'll be so excited if they accept it.
I haven't dedicated anytime to finishing my novel, but this month I'll have a couple weeks free and I plan on dedicating most of that time to my novel. If I can finish it by the end of this month, then I can do the edits little by little and be on schedule to submit it by the summer.
Slowly but surely, things are coming together. I'm feeling much more peaceful these days. I'll admit, exhausted, but peaceful.
When I'm working towards a goal, no matter how little I accomplish, I feel like not one day is in vain. Little accomplishments each day is what gets us to the big ones.
Things are coming together :)
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Monday, February 09, 2009
My calming refuge
I have slowly become a lover of nature.
I haven't reached the same intense passion as others, say like rock climbers or para-sailers who want to be one with nature, but I definitely have developed a respect and admiration for the unspoiled beauty that still exists on the planet.
When I think of going back home and how I want to spend my days, an image of me sitting on a porch in front of a wooden cabin with my wonderful husband, drinking coffee and looking out at glorious snow-covered mountains, with the sun peaking out from behind their majestic tips comes to my mind.
And I feel completely blissful. How can I not? With a country like Canada, the beauty of nature and all it offers is at my fingertips. We Canucks are very lucky.
Although I admit, some winter days are so fierce, we may think otherwise :)
When I take pause during the day, I find myself looking toward the sky. I love clouds. Of course, I prefer the fluffy white ones just slightly marring a blue sky. But man, they are beautiful. I could watch them for hours.
Their formation and movement are truly incredible. When I see pictures of sunrises over water, or snowy capped mountains with nothing but green at it's base, it really does take my breath away.
I find my peace and tranquility in the few moments I can steal each day to appreciate the beauty around me or above me.
Thought I would add some of the pictures that I love to look at once in awhile...just to give me my few moments of bliss, when I need it. The pictures on the side of my blog were all sent to me through e-mails by friends. And I just absolutely love them.
This makes me feel more at home and makes me long for the day when I am back home in my beautiful land of Canada. :)
I haven't reached the same intense passion as others, say like rock climbers or para-sailers who want to be one with nature, but I definitely have developed a respect and admiration for the unspoiled beauty that still exists on the planet.
When I think of going back home and how I want to spend my days, an image of me sitting on a porch in front of a wooden cabin with my wonderful husband, drinking coffee and looking out at glorious snow-covered mountains, with the sun peaking out from behind their majestic tips comes to my mind.
And I feel completely blissful. How can I not? With a country like Canada, the beauty of nature and all it offers is at my fingertips. We Canucks are very lucky.
Although I admit, some winter days are so fierce, we may think otherwise :)
When I take pause during the day, I find myself looking toward the sky. I love clouds. Of course, I prefer the fluffy white ones just slightly marring a blue sky. But man, they are beautiful. I could watch them for hours.
Their formation and movement are truly incredible. When I see pictures of sunrises over water, or snowy capped mountains with nothing but green at it's base, it really does take my breath away.
I find my peace and tranquility in the few moments I can steal each day to appreciate the beauty around me or above me.
Thought I would add some of the pictures that I love to look at once in awhile...just to give me my few moments of bliss, when I need it. The pictures on the side of my blog were all sent to me through e-mails by friends. And I just absolutely love them.
This makes me feel more at home and makes me long for the day when I am back home in my beautiful land of Canada. :)
Sunday, February 08, 2009
My First Attempt
Well, I finally did it. I made a blog.
I have never been able to keep up with a diary so I'm kind of thinking why did I do this.
Actually, as I type this I'm staring at the diary I bought a week after I got married, sitting on my shelf collecting dust.
It's strange because people who know me well, know I always have something to say and have an opinion on just about anything. And am never afraid to voice it. But I'm sitting here not knowing what to write.
Okay. A little about myself:
I absolutely love my family (most of the time).
I love to travel, which unfortunately since my marriage, hasn't been something I've been able to do. That's one of the beauties of singlehood; you can do whatever you want, whenever you want. But once you're married, it's different. I don't care what feminists or anyone else says. It is different. And it should be.
When you marry someone, you vow to share your life with them. Decisions should be made with the both of you.
What else...?
Um...I am an English Teacher, hoping to change careers...I am a published writer and am currently working on a novel. My dream is to stop teaching and work from home writing novels. I want to spend more time with my family and less time in a work atmosphere with people who mean very little or nothing to me, at all.
I vow not to be one of those people who, on their deathbed, regret not spending more time with the people they love.
Lately, I have become quite disgruntled with people in general. It has been eleven years since I walked out of my home, my country and my roots to live anywhere but there. And in these past eleven years, I have had more life lessons than I can count.
The lessons life has thrown at me have very rarely been gentle, but rather brandishing and scarring my mind and heart. Imagine a hot iron being pressed against your forehead for 10 full seconds. That's what most of those life lessons felt like to me.
Regrets? I've had a few...but too few to mention. (Yes, I'm a Sinatra fan.)
Through it all, most times I was left standing alone. But I survived...with strength I never knew I had and with the hand of God. And because of this, I am a firm believer in tough love. What doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger. I have no sympathy for weak personalities.
And I admittedly hate people who have had everything given to them on a silver platter and who have never had to struggle in life. They may look good, but more times than not, they are emptier than a hollow vase. No substance, no strength and no idea.
The thing is, here in Japan, all the people I felt were decent friends, turned out to be like the scum walking the "crucero" in Mexico, when I lived there...and trust me: most of those homosapiens barely passed the test of being human. Their resemblance to beast with only instinct, rather than heart and reason, was scary.
Through my time here, I have learned that I had invested time and effort and a little of my heart on people that just weren't worth it. They never understood me, nor cared enough for me. It's a sad realization when you wake up to it. And it's enough to change your outlook on people forever.
Now, I am more than happy to keep that circle closed tight. Outside of my family, which are my life, and the very few friends that have stood the test of time with me, that circle is firmly closed.
And it's a breath of fresh air for me.
Over the years and the struggles I faced, my personality has gone through evolutions and drastic changes.
I struggle each day with the person that I am and the person that I want to be. And I thank my family and few friends that have seen these changes in me and despite it all, love me unconditionally.
I can't ask for more than that. :D
Wow...and I had nothing to say...can you imagine if I did??!
Well, I suppose that's it for now. I'll just leave you with my new life motto.
This is what molds me, my thoughts and actions for each day and for my future. I read it somewhere and it struck a chord with me. I never stopped believing or working towards achieving it...and I will achieve it.
"Loving what you do is Happiness
Doing what you love is Freedom."
Life doesn't get any better than that! :D
I have never been able to keep up with a diary so I'm kind of thinking why did I do this.
Actually, as I type this I'm staring at the diary I bought a week after I got married, sitting on my shelf collecting dust.
It's strange because people who know me well, know I always have something to say and have an opinion on just about anything. And am never afraid to voice it. But I'm sitting here not knowing what to write.
Okay. A little about myself:
I absolutely love my family (most of the time).
I love to travel, which unfortunately since my marriage, hasn't been something I've been able to do. That's one of the beauties of singlehood; you can do whatever you want, whenever you want. But once you're married, it's different. I don't care what feminists or anyone else says. It is different. And it should be.
When you marry someone, you vow to share your life with them. Decisions should be made with the both of you.
What else...?
Um...I am an English Teacher, hoping to change careers...I am a published writer and am currently working on a novel. My dream is to stop teaching and work from home writing novels. I want to spend more time with my family and less time in a work atmosphere with people who mean very little or nothing to me, at all.
I vow not to be one of those people who, on their deathbed, regret not spending more time with the people they love.
Lately, I have become quite disgruntled with people in general. It has been eleven years since I walked out of my home, my country and my roots to live anywhere but there. And in these past eleven years, I have had more life lessons than I can count.
The lessons life has thrown at me have very rarely been gentle, but rather brandishing and scarring my mind and heart. Imagine a hot iron being pressed against your forehead for 10 full seconds. That's what most of those life lessons felt like to me.
Regrets? I've had a few...but too few to mention. (Yes, I'm a Sinatra fan.)
Through it all, most times I was left standing alone. But I survived...with strength I never knew I had and with the hand of God. And because of this, I am a firm believer in tough love. What doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger. I have no sympathy for weak personalities.
And I admittedly hate people who have had everything given to them on a silver platter and who have never had to struggle in life. They may look good, but more times than not, they are emptier than a hollow vase. No substance, no strength and no idea.
The thing is, here in Japan, all the people I felt were decent friends, turned out to be like the scum walking the "crucero" in Mexico, when I lived there...and trust me: most of those homosapiens barely passed the test of being human. Their resemblance to beast with only instinct, rather than heart and reason, was scary.
Through my time here, I have learned that I had invested time and effort and a little of my heart on people that just weren't worth it. They never understood me, nor cared enough for me. It's a sad realization when you wake up to it. And it's enough to change your outlook on people forever.
Now, I am more than happy to keep that circle closed tight. Outside of my family, which are my life, and the very few friends that have stood the test of time with me, that circle is firmly closed.
And it's a breath of fresh air for me.
Over the years and the struggles I faced, my personality has gone through evolutions and drastic changes.
I struggle each day with the person that I am and the person that I want to be. And I thank my family and few friends that have seen these changes in me and despite it all, love me unconditionally.
I can't ask for more than that. :D
Wow...and I had nothing to say...can you imagine if I did??!
Well, I suppose that's it for now. I'll just leave you with my new life motto.
This is what molds me, my thoughts and actions for each day and for my future. I read it somewhere and it struck a chord with me. I never stopped believing or working towards achieving it...and I will achieve it.
"Loving what you do is Happiness
Doing what you love is Freedom."
Life doesn't get any better than that! :D
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