Archive - Pink Strawberry

L'Arrivo Della Nave

by pinkstrawberry @ 2009-02-24 – 21:52:22

Il Profeta – K Gibran

Come andrò via in pace e senza dolore?

Oh, non lascerò questa città senza una ferita nel mio animo

Lunghi furono per me i giorni di pena tra le sue mura

E lunghe furono per me le notti di solitudine;

e chi può distaccarsi dalla sua pena e dalla sua solitudine senza rimpianto?

Troppi frammenti dell’animo ho disseminato in queste strade

E troppi sono i figli del mio ardore

Che vagano nudi tra queste colline,

ed io non posso ritrarmi da loro senza peso e dolore.

Non è una veste, un abito che oggi io getto via,

è una pelle che lacero con le mie proprie mani.

Né è un pensiero che lascio dietro di me,

ma un cuore reso dolce dalla fame e dalla sete.

Pure, non potrò indugiare più a lungo.

Il mare mi chiama, che tutto chiama a sé,

e io devo imbarcarmi.

Poiché restare, benché brucino le ore nella notte,

significherebbe raggelarsi e cristallizzarsi

Essere costretto in una forma

Volentieri porterei con me tutto quello che è qui

Ma come potrò?

Una voce non può recare con se la lingua e le labbra che le diedero le ali

Dovrà da sola cercare l’etere

E sola e senza il suo nido, l’aquila volerà nel sole

Dedicata alla mia gabbia….

Feng Shui Your Brain

by pinkstrawberry @ 2009-02-13 – 23:52:34

I’ve come to realise that everything has to do with our state of mind at any given time. A tiny blip in your day or life can have you in desperation, likewise you can handle a disaster with philosophy. It all depends on how you’re feeling at the time.

If you’re at your lowest ebb, feeling tired and stressed out, unloved and unappreciated, it can happen that someone’s indelicate joke or a phone call not received or even a cake which didn’t quite turn out how it should have, can have you in tears, tearing your hair out and asking the Heavens WHYYYYYYY this happened to you.

But it can also happen that you react to the death of a loved one, a job loss or some other unthinkable thing with great strength.

It’s all about your state of mind at the time.

It is also true in the opposite way. I mean, when you receive an unexpected phone call, or a flower from a stranger, a smile from the lips you die after, an email from a long lost friend, a compliment.. these are all little joys to make our days worthwhile, to make us smile. But if our state of mind is poor at the time, we give it nothing other than a small nod of recognition, thus wasting a beautiful moment and not letting this precious detail save itself on our brain somewhere.

Feng Shui experts proclaim that uncluttering your home of useless or horrible things and the careful placing of the things which remain, declutters your life and lets the good in. I, for instance, feel great peace with myself when I declutter my closet….

I used to be a real hoarder and had a huge mess of 80s, 90s and recent pieces of clothing all bundled together. It was a total nightmare just opening my closet. And buying beautiful new pieces were a joy only until I’d get them home and hang them up, as they’d totally lose their appeal once they mingled with the 80s ra-ra and 90s leggings. So, one day I braced myself with as much will power as I could muster, and became a heartless critic for the day. The result was 3 bin liners full of clothes for charity… and a beautiful, perfumed, re-organised closet, with pieces I didn’t even remember having and space for the new to come.

So, if this is the case, the same principle should work on our brains too, no? If we take out all the un necessary baggage from our brain, the horrible bits of the past and just leave the good ones, in theory, we would be making room for the yin and yang to flow freely and thus opening up our chakras or whatever to receive nice gestures and beautiful moments, and, as we have some clean closet space up there, these “moments” can hang themselves up on the shelves provided.

Imagine opening the closet in your brain and finding neat piles of smiles, compliments, love, precious time with loved ones, laughs… instead of a mass disorder of good, bad and damn ugly.

I’m thinking it’s definitely time to get spring cleaning…

I should have known there'd be a Sacha somewhere on the scene. I mean, it's obvious

by pinkstrawberry @ 2009-02-04 – 21:10:28

" thanks again for coming along today. it's always good to have a second opinion" says luke smiling at me

"no problem" I say lightly and take a sip of wine "hope you enjoy the suitcase"

"oh it's not for me" he says after a pause "it's for Sacha"

"Oh right" i say pleasantly "who's sacha? your sister?"

"my girlfriend" says luke and turns to beckon the waiter

and i stare at him unable to move

His girlfriend. i've been helping him choose a suitcase for his girlfriend

suddenly i don't feel hungry any more. I don't want fishcakes and rocket salad. i don't even want to be here. my happy glow is fading away and underneath i feel chilly and rather stupid.

luke brandon's got a girlfriend.

of course he has.

some beautiful, smart girl called Sacha, who has manicured nails and travels everywhere with expensive cases.

I'm a fool aren't I?

I should have known there'd be a Sacha somewhere on the scene. I mean, it's obvious.

Except... except it's not that obvious. In fact, it's not obvious at all. Luke hasn't mentioned his girlfriend once. Why hasn't he? why didn't he just say the suitcase was for her in the first place?

why did he let me sit on the floor beside him in harrods and laugh as i marched up and down, testing the wheels? I wouldn't have behaved anything like that if i'd known we were buying a case for his

girlfriend. and he must have known that. he must have known.

A cold feeling strats to creep over me. this is all wrong.

"all right?" says luke turning back to me

"no" i hear myself saying "no it's not. you didn't tell me the case was for your girlfriend. you didn't even tell me you HAD a girlfriend"

Oh God, i've done it now.. I've been completely uncool, but I don't care.

" i see" says luke after a pause "sacha and i have been together a while now" he says kindly "i'm sorry if i gave... any other impression"

he's patronizing me. i can't bear it.

"thats not the point" i say feeling my cheeks flushing red "it's just... it's all wrong"

"wrong?" he says, looking amused "Rebecca, you're getting all this out of proportion. I wanted your opinion on suitcases. End of story"

"are you going to tell your girlfriend you asked my advice?"

"of course I am" says luke with a little laugh "I expect she'll be rather amused"

I stare at him in silence feeling mortification creep over me.

"look i'm sorry you didn't know about my girlfriend" he raises his eyebrows quizzically, and i want to hit him, " but... we can still be friends, can't we?"

"I'm sorry" I say in a wobbly voice, and stand up "i haven't got time for lunch after all" and before he can say anything else i turn, and quickly make my way out of the restaurant , half blinded

by disappointed tears.

Becky Bloomwood

He who lives in hope...

by pinkstrawberry @ 2009-02-01 – 19:22:50

Why is it that people come into our lives at one time.. just to leave it sometime later without so much as a warning?

I don’t mean acquaintances or lovers.. there are always plenty of good reasons for them.

I mean people that just pop in out of the blue one day.. turn your existence upside down, mash up your mind.. and then just leave, out again into the abyss from where they came without a word.. what did their stay in your life mean? What was it all for? Is there a cosmic reason and if so.. what is it??

Some people’s lives are touched for a reason by these “ghosts”.. solace in a moment of need for instance. In this case it’s a great help to the person in question and the ghost takes on another name.. “Angel”.

But when it happens for no apparent reason other than to just confuse the hell out of you and set you back then… WHY??

When you’re busy going about your business and perfection suddenly appears out of nowhere, makes you take notice of them, brings your mind to so many possibilities, and gives you hope.. then goes straight back out of your life again.. what’s the reason? How can God just do this?? I didn’t ask for perfection to just show up in my life.. well maybe I did.. but not to just be dangled in front of me for a few months and then be taken away again.. did I forget to mention the last part in my prayer? And, if so, shouldn’t it just be.. Obvious?

I’m trying hard to look back at this episode and find a good reason for this to have happened.. did this ghost help me in any way.. well, actually, no he didn’t.. the only thing he did in his stay in my life was refuse to authorise my credit card! Other than that he totally confused me. The only positive thing was the hope… but as we say in my part of the world.. “he who lives on hope, dies hopeless”