Is There Always Something More…

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Blues, Coffee, Emotions, Family, Friends, Home, Ideas, January, January Blues, Learning, Life, Love, Something, Thoughts

Coffee ~ Café Solo

Word ~ Pensive

 

It seems as though every time people fall under the weather gloom seems like a natural companion. Why is it that when we are sick, we inevitably fall into a sinkhole of sadness? They always say that you shouldn’t feel bad for yourself, that you need to change your perspective, your setting, what you are wearing, but after trying all of those fruitless options, I still feel sad. It seems so silly, so borderline pathetic to feel so down and out, but i can’t help but feel this way. It’s dark inside the house and it’s dark outside and it seems as though I have wasted the whole day at home, sick. But behind the gloom and overdramatic doom, when you are sick, you do gain some clarity. You start thinking about life, what you did the day before, what’s left to do for the day ahead and you maybe, at least speaking for myself, think about all the people in your current, present day life. You think of your three loves, your friends, your family and your love. Those three aspects of your life, coinciding day in and day out, fill your life with the all the things life is supposed to be made of, or so the media and your elders seem to say so. But what if after having all those things, your amazing family, your great friends, and your beautiful love, you suddenly find yourself wanting more? Something more, something new, just something, but what? I recently considered writing a post about the so-called “January Blues”. I always dreaded the month January for its insipid effect, its either bad luck city or just plain down and out blues. Many speculate the blame landing on the sudden termination of the holiday season as the culprit responsible for causing these first month sorrows, but there must be more. What if its us that are the causes of this blue phenomenon? Every time we get get sad, whether its because of the receding daylight, our sicknesses or from some mysterious one month a year occurrence, what if the sadness we feel is just a facade for a feeling of desire we are expressing from deep within? A ludicrous notion or is there some truth there? What if no matter how many perfectly in place things we have in our life, we still crave something more as human nature always entails? So, what if our sadness is actually a want for something more. Its just an interesting food for thought. What is something more, when you already have all?

 

Inspired to Reflect Again

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A New Chapter, adulthood, age, air, Appearance, Blog, Captain Corelli's Mandolin, change, Coffee, Decisions, eyes, Fantasy vs. Reality, god, Growing, growth, Heart, Holidays, Imagination, Inspired, Learning, Lessons, Life, Life Lessons, Love, Love Poem, mind, Moments, Night, perception, Poetry, Red Wine, Shall We Dance, Special Someone, Trust, Wine

Coffee ~ French Vanilla Bean

Word ~ Ardent

Hello and Good Evening, this one is but simple, reflect and think, envision and connect, this ones for you.

“Red Wine”

Until recently I felt as though the poetic tongue has left my diction forever

Just a distant memory, no more applicable, no motivation to be clever

But you have come into my life so purely, so gently

You, with the most genuine touch have honestly inspired me so permanently

What good, heavenly, supernaturally, brought you to me?

I have come to the point where you are all that I can see

Between your feel, your taste, to even just a simple glance

Makes me instantaneously jump, giving me the rush to take any chance

To take a chance at something that is rare, something undefined

With you, the undefined becomes defined and I see my future realigned

A premonition of a good, a good routed in the love we share

You take my hand, you help me see, give me the strength to dare

Help me place faith in the previously unpredictable, but with you so clear

From just a look into those honey chocolate brown eyes

Doth me completely and entirely hypnotize

For once I can surely say my heart is safe from being harmed

Nestled warmly in your hands, it can beat unalarmed

Knowing that if I walk I’ll always have your hand in mine

A returned smile, a reciprocated glance, a partner to cling with, my glass of red wine

Like Father Like Son

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air, change, god, growth, Learning, Life, Love, mind, Moments, moon, Reflections, sky, stars, sun, thankful, the world, Thoughts, wind, words, words to live by

Coffee ~ Mocaccino

Word ~ Revelry

Today I am enlightened, toughed and humbled by something my father wrote. I feel so thankful and honored to have someone like my father in my life. Words so true and so impactful, let me know what you think…

Getting Older

With each day I realize the older I get, the more I look back. I know there are those moments in life where we all tend to reflect and look back. I think of the many people who walked in and out of my life, there must have been a reason for it. Looking back, I have also realized that I’ve learned a great deal about those people as well as myself, we all do stupid things, some of them, I have no idea what I or they were thinking, but I have no remorse in my heart, I don’t know if some of those things are forgivable or just forgotten? But there are those little things in your heart I know we all wish we can change. There are those moments in life where people or something has made an impact on us and we can’t see till sometime later there greater importance or know if it was for the best. I know in my heart I hold dearly many things I cant speak about. Those soft unspoken words you wish you can whisper, but instead fall silent in their intended proliferation.

I can’t change what already has happen in my life for its already written in stone. I have no regrets, I’ve learned forgiveness, which in itself is not an easy task, but I’ve done it. I look up to the sky as I sit in the harbor bay and smile. I thank god that I have yet another day to see the light, another day to cringe my mouth to form a smile and another chance to expand my lungs so I can breath the surrounding fresh air. Remember to take always take a moment alone and just breath. I don’t know where my destiny may lye, but I have FAITH and only time will tell where that may lead me. I leave that to god. I leave that to my loved ones. I leave that to hope, love and everything in between. Live with love in your heart, breath the air you have, smile because you have another day to see light and rejoice with out prejudice in your voice. Thank god for each and everyday he gave your heart a chance to beat harder. Look at the moon and the starry night and don’t try to figure what tomorrow may bring, but be thankful for what you did today.

I am so thankful to have the chance to read and share this.

Thank you Dad

Cheers!

Just a Smile on the Side

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Coffee, Heart, Life, Love, Love Poem, Poetry, relationship, Richard Gere, Romance, Shall We Dance, special person, Susan Sarandon

Coffee ~ Cappuccino

Word ~ Camaraderie

Good Morning beautiful beautiful people of the world, today I want to pose a question to you, what in this vast world of ours makes you smile? Personally, the answer is quite simple, family, warm, sunny weather, close friends, actually, to be honest, today and every day thus far of the last few weeks, my smile has been constantly brought out by one special person specifically. Regardless, today I want to discuss that, what or who makes you smile? what do you find most important in a person? What draws you together? Is it their humor, their sense of class, morals, outward appearance? Either way there are many reasons why we hold dear the special people in our lives. My special person is one who is smart, caring, attentive, awe-strikingly respectful and genuinely beautiful in body, mind and soul. However even beyond all these amazing qualities, the most important factor is that this person is my perfect match and not perfect as in the colloquial definition, but rather, as in my own version of it, someone who makes me happy to be alive. I think that is the key to an amazing relationship. It can never be truly perfect, there will always be rough edges, places where the intricate puzzle pieces can’t seem to impeccably meet, but i believe that there, in those gaps and small opening lies the true beauty of a relationship. A place where hardships arise from, differences are met and obstacles encountered; thats where the true strength and power of your relationship is truly tested. Either way, I am most happy to call this one dear and I have honestly learned a great deal thus far. Life in itself is not as beautiful when you live it alone. Life, its many moments, both positive and negative yearn for a witness. Someone to acknowledge what you are faced with and what you have surpassed. This thought reminds me of one of my most treasured movies, Shall We Dance? with Richard Gere and Susan Sarandon, “We need a witness to our lives. There’s a billion people on the planet… I mean, what does any one life really mean? But in a marriage, you’re promising to care about everything. The good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things… all of it, all of the time, every day. You’re saying ‘Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. Your life will not go un-witnessed because I will be your witness” (Susan Sarandon).

I cannot begin to describe to you the feeling of a person genuinely loving to love you and wanting to be there to witness life by your side. It is equivalent to the spontaneous combustion of joy, thrill, excitement and warmth, all in one explosion, all within the confines of your body. Simply put, you wake up with a smile each morning and the motivation to last you the entire day only for it to repeat all over again the next morning. Essentially, this person makes up a big part of what brings happiness to my life and that is the point I am trying to make, happiness in my opinion, in general, is essential to fully live life, what do you think?

In continuation, in the spirit of today’s food for thought, I figured I’d share with you a poem I wrote. Have a read and tell me what you think…

To Miss Your Witness

I fell in love with you again and again, day in and day out

Seeing you smile, holding you close, dissipates any trace of doubt

The touch of your lips against mine

The feeling of being with you, breaking every boundary, any separating line

God, how I miss having you by my side

I dwell over and over of the love that is tightly nested in my heart

Remembering all of the feelings, moments and small things that we’ve shared from the start

I clench my pillow and allow myself to be swallowed by my awaiting imagination

A world in which all is as per my own mind’s desired creation

I open my eyes and there you are again, illuminated, in all your glowing light

At the middle, your heart, burning crimson red, sparkling bright

At last, in mind, we are together again

Instantly, I feel my hands running through the depths of your hair

Kissing you a million times absent a single worldly care

Holding you close, your body against mine, laying peacefully on top of me

Switching, my body now on yours and your face in front; the only thing I care to see

Golden brown eyes sparkling and glistening, intently looking back into mine

The slight glow of red brewing in the crevices of your soft cheeks, quietly and innocently shine

And I wake up and realize, that once again, I am missing you all over again

(RMK)

Have a beautiful day and evening,

Salute!

A Beautiful Morning’s Thoughts and Reflections

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Coffee, Growing, Learning, Life, Life Lessons, Love, Maturity, Moments, Reflections, Thoughts

Coffee ~ Hazelnut Skim Latte

Word ~ Immaculate

During this beautiful morning I find myself thinking, contemplating how life has brought me to where I stand today, well, in the next few moments I will rather be sitting, traveling at a good 60+mph. Legs straddling the jittering frame of a neon green motorcycle, life but smears of light shooting by.

I keep thinking, reflecting on all the moments simultaneously popping into my head. I miss my mom, I miss my family, I haven’t seen them in such a long time. I peer forward and I imagine the many bumps and bruises scattered all over the concrete like fissures after a quake and I reflect on all the hardships I’ve overcome thus far. They are as numerous as these concrete blemishes before me. Each one pronounced, but each one with an established end, and thus I look back onto my life. All the “bruises” I’ve thus far acquired must sometime heal, right? Why drag out the pain for so long if it is but merely myopic and one sided. Don’t the colliqualites attest to life being far too short to hold grudges? I feel as though many confuse forgiving with forgetting and honestly, personally, I’ve had a rough time with this one as well.

Looking back to my early years, I remember the the moment when my biological father had effortlessly disowned me. I imagine he did so to be efficient and quick because it was done not only hastily, but also over the phone. This one event ignited a string of dark moments in my life and I was upset for many years as any child would naturally be. I just couldn’t understand why, maybe I was young, maybe naive, angry mixed with sad? Day in and day out I was consumed with these emotions and eventually, I successfully tricked myself into entering the realm of hate. Today, however, I’ve learned that “to hate” is wrong.

Hate in itself is simply self damaging and worthless. In total honesty it goes no where except stay inside the confines of your body and fester. After all I realized my life had a lot more to it for my mind to focus on; hate is just inefficient to the body, mind and soul. Growing up, my mother always told me, stand tall and strong through the night and you will surely pass the storm by morning’s light. Of course in Russian, the saying sounds far more motivating but the message still holds strong. Though my anger brewed a grotesque storm of negativity within me, I finally, learned to forgive but that did not mean forget. I will always remember the wrong done by my once idolized father, but I’ve learned to forgive and move on. Rather then blindly become infuriated, nostrils engorged with boiling steam, I rather learned from him and when it will be time for me to ensue fatherhood, I will be a different dad. Moving back from my lengthy tangent, what i feel is most important to acquire from this all is that all the bad done to you throughout life, the scars left, the bruises imposed, sometimes ironically, evoke good if you learn to learn from them. Essentially, reflect on the blemishes and scrapes you still keep from fully healing, learn from them and then allow them to heal and move on. Define an end and leave them behind. I always remind myself that while my life’s journey along its vast, twisted road may have half a million cracks, tares and even potholes, it will still get me to success, no matter which way you define it. Remember friends, as I now remind myself too, that cup of yours may have a small crack, a smug or even a tiny scratch, but in the end, the coffee isn’t at all affected and doesn’t it still taste just as amazing?

Experience, Live, Learn, Grow and Move On,

Enjoy your coffee and your day,

καλημέρα (Good Morning in Greek)

  

An Evening with Quotes

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Lessons, Life, Love, Quotes

Coffee ~ An after dinner Espresso

Word ~ Gregarious

 

Tonight I spent some time reflecting on some quotes I’ve compiled throughout my life and I would like to share some with you and see how you feel about them. Feel free to submit some of your own personal quotes as well…

“Love is a form of socially acceptable insanity” – (Her, Amy Adams).

“Life is but a bucket of experiences is it not? we are molded, shaped and sculpted by the experiences we hold within, but more importantly it is how we interpret these precious cultivating aspects which separates us from the other” (RMK).

“The most satisfying part of a book is not what the solution is but rather why and how it came to be so” (Rosalind Franklin).

“Change your location to enjoy a new viewpoint” (RMK).

“A change imposed is a change opposed” (Who Moved The Cheese).

“Take a moment each day to stop and appreciate the sites you see, it could be a scenic setting, a face, a smile, simply put, it is important to stop each day and take a moment to appreciate the beauty around you, reflect on the hard work you put in to reach this moment, and appreciate the impending future that lyes ahead, with the coming moment” (RMK).