Month: September 2017

If only for a moment

If only for a moment, the world could stand still

A song, a dance, a chance for little thrills

We dance to a rhythm, poetic and dry

Then comes a moment, where we wonder why we tried.

 

If only for a moment, we could sing a happy tune

Before we realize, it ends too soon

Our heart grows bitter with every dance

Then comes a moment, a second chance.

 

If only for a moment, we could make a moment last

Before it turns sour, before its harassed

Alas, night turns to dawn

Then comes a moment, and the moment is gone.

My first attempt at poetry, so sorry if it’s not great! I’m hoping to write more poems in the future, so let me know what you think. Comment below if you want me to write about any specific subject material. Feel free to share this post and as always, thanks for reading!

Daily Post challenge: Mighty

“Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure… than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.” -Theodore Roosevelt

When I think mighty, I think this. Some people spend their entire lives never taking risks. Playing it safe, convincing themselves they’ve lived a good life when in reality they have not. That might sound harsh, but it’s the truth.

We all want to be remembered but to be remembered requires work. People spend their whole lives climbing a ladder only to realize the ladder was leaning against the wrong wall (thanks Steven Covey!). If you ask someone they will say this is not them, that they are happy. And occasionally they’ll remember that dream they had as a child, quickly burying it, saying it was nothing more than a dream. But when do missed dreams start becoming regret? Well, the instant you starting saying a dream isn’t worth pursuing.

We create our own barriers and a lot of our pain is self inflicted. We spend too much time worrying, afraid of an always uncertain future. We live anywhere but in the present moment. We are afraid that we’ll go through life unloved and the people we thought were closest, couldn’t be furthest. In the conquest of life, we don’t think of battles won, we fear of wars lost.

To be mighty, is to be strong. It is easier to keep your head down, to curl up into a ball and close your eyes. But to truly live… One must reach and fall short, not once, but many times. There’s a reason we dream of heroes, it’s a shame we can never truly see ourselves as one.

If you’re afraid, simply start. I’d rather look back at my life and say “at least I tried.” then to ask “what exactly have I done?”. Life is an adventure and should be celebrated. So go out and be mighty, as there is no time like the present… Be the hero of your own story.

Little moments: Shared Birthdays

So as my blog expands and grows, I’d like to start doing more organized series. For the last month I’ve currently been brainstorming interesting topics that can continue indefinitely. With that, I’m proud to present, “little moments”, my attempt at capturing those moments that are all too fleeting.

Today is my birthday and it got me thinking, what is it that makes birthdays so great? Personally, the older I get, the less the allure presents have on me. Gifts are just objects and the best gifts are the ones that create memories. This is part one of this post. The simple act of sharing your birthday with others. To make plans and spend your time with good company. A few years ago my roommates baked me a cake and I almost cried at the thought of it. It was the best birthday I ever had and it was the kick-off to one of the best years of my life. Come last year my birthday was spent in Switzerland and that was an absolute blast. Little did I know the girls I went on the trip with would become good friends and my travel buddies for my time abroad.

Now come this year. My birthday has snuck up on me. I’m back in Portland for the first time in 5 years. Corvallis, Oregon has been my home, then Mosbach, Germany. It has been a long time since I’ve called Portland home. Most of my friends are in college or 8000km (about 5000 miles) away and spread across the globe. It’s hard to keep connected. As much as I’d love to say I’ll keep in touch with everyone, it simply isn’t practical. Life is full of tough choices.

So as you can imagine, I was a little nervous come today. While I don’t mind being alone, life is better in good company. And I was shocked that last week, at simply the mention of my birthday, my friends without hesitation were willing to drop what they’re doing to help celebrate my birthday with me. And as I imagine, this will be my best birthday yet.

Now, part two. Part two is simply sharing the same birthday with another human being; it’s a weird sensation. It is something you never really think about. Most of the time we are so focused on our big day that we simply forget about other people.

When I was in Germany there was another student who had the same birthday as me. The class sang happy birthday not to one, but two people. That’s awesome! When you think about the odds of having the same birthday as someone and actually meeting that person and becoming friends with them, it’s rare. As such, it should be something special. Now I’m on a mission to find someone who was born in 1993 and on September 16th because why not? Regardless, the point is, there is an instant connection when someone has the same birthday as you! Some people suck at finding ice breakers. Well guess what? This is an instant icebreaker! It’s fun.

Birthdays are meant to be shared in the company of others. Everyone deserves to be wished a happy birthday. Birthdays are a time to catch up, reminisce, and plan for the future. Some people dredge getting older but I say bring it on! I am 24 years old today and the 5 year plan I set when I was 20 is almost in need of an update. Time flies, so on this special day, I’d like to thank everyone who’s made my life a little brighter. Especially you, my followers. Blogging has been my passion for years but it wouldn’t be possible without your support. Every like, every follow, every comment has put a smile on my face and made me realize we are never truly alone, we just need to know where to look.

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