Happy Fun Friday!

🌟🌈🚀 Happy Fun Friday, everyone! 🚀🌈🌟

Let's talk about living life out loud and staying hydrated when the going gets tough, because remember, when the going gets tough, the tough get going! 💪💦

Life is like a rollercoaster ride – full of ups, downs, twists, and turns. Sometimes, we find ourselves facing challenges that seem insurmountable. But just like how a plant needs water to thrive, we need to stay hydrated with positivity, determination, and a dash of courage to conquer those tough times.

Imagine yourself as a superhero, ready to take on any obstacle that comes your way. Remember, you have the power within you to push through, to rise above, and to shine brighter than ever before!

So, when life throws lemons at you, squeeze them into a glass of refreshing lemonade, take a deep breath, and keep marching forward with a smile on your face and a sparkle in your eyes. Stay hydrated, both literally and metaphorically, and let your light shine so bright that it dazzles even the darkest of days.

Here's to living life out loud, to staying hydrated in body, mind, and spirit, and to embracing every challenge as an opportunity for growth and greatness! 🌟💧🌈

Have a fantastic Fun Friday, everyone! Stay awesome, stay hydrated, and keep rocking your unique journey! 🎉🌟💦 

Embracing the Unfolding

In the ebb and flow of life, there come moments when the waves of change crash upon us, leaving us gasping for breath as we struggle to find our footing in the shifting sands of uncertainty. These past weeks have been such a tempest for me, a tumultuous journey through the depths of my own soul as I grappled with the bitter pill of acceptance.

Acceptance—a simple word, yet laden with the weight of a thousand sorrows and a million shattered dreams. To accept is to acknowledge the immutable truth that some things are simply beyond our control, that the universe moves in mysterious ways, indifferent to our desires and wishes.

As I stood at the crossroads of choice, faced with the looming specter of loss and departure, I found myself paralyzed by fear and doubt. What can one do when the ones we hold dear are bound to leave, when their absence threatens to hollow out our very being?

In those dark moments of despair, I realized that true acceptance is not a surrender to fate, but a liberation from the shackles of expectation. It is a painful metamorphosis, a shedding of the illusions that bind us to the past and the future, allowing us to embrace the raw beauty of the present moment.

I learned that when faced with the inevitability of loss, our choices are few but profound. We can cling desperately to what is slipping through our fingers, or we can open our hearts to the winds of change, letting go with grace and dignity.

In the crucible of acceptance, I discovered the transformative power of resilience and inner strength. I learned that true love is not possessive or controlling, but free and boundless, capable of weathering even the fiercest storms.

So as I stand on the threshold of uncertainty, my heart heavy with the weight of what is to come, I find solace in the knowledge that acceptance is not a sign of weakness, but a testament to the depth of my humanity. And though the road ahead may be fraught with pain and sorrow, I walk it with courage and conviction, knowing that in the end, all we can truly do is accept what is, and find peace in the midst of chaos.

Mariposa Learns to Write Again

I want to write again.
 
I need to write again.
 
So here I am finding myself trying to write again.
 
This place has always been my comfort for years now. And lately I find myself reading old posts and I can't help but smile and be proud of myself. Wow. I have been through a lot and I have achieved a lot. So many things just to be grateful for. In a way, this blog had been a memoir of Mariposa.
 
Then I have this light bulb moment. If I want to write again, I write about my life and make a memoir. Well, sort of! Yet, I am so inclined to write through  my own fiction. As they say, it is easier to get to the truth by not claiming that you are speaking it. For there are some things that can be said in fiction that can never be said in a memoir. So here, I will attempt to put down all the good things I ought to have done...and try to leave out the bad ones I did do well.
 
Reading through my posts here you may discover that I never had any fixed aim before my eyes and that my system (for the lack of better word) has been to glide away unconcernedly on the stream of life, trusting to the wind wherever it led.

After all these are not the memoirs of an empress, nor of a queen. These are memoirs of another kind.
***wink

When Friday Feels Like Monday

Surprise! Surprise!
I know.
One of those days. I  need to go back to my comfort zone...and for almost 10 years, this has been my comfort zone. Always has been. Always will be. If I am not blogging, I am reading old blogs then I am me again. :)

Nothing extra ordinary. Nothing monumental. Just me finding myself alone in my office with gazillion of feelings. The good feelings, and the not so good feelings. Ha!

Today is Friday. My week is supposed to be ending, yet it feels like Monday. That doesn't necessarily mean that it's bad. Just not the usual.

For the past 5 years, life has been different. And everyday I reflect and try to understand on who it has become different. Today I came to understanding what has changed. It's not me but my circumstances. The busyness for the past 5 years afforded me to focus more on my career and in helping more people around me. It allowed me to look past my own worries and needs. Yet today, I woke up missing the me spoiling myself. Then I needed to run to the office. Manic Monday blues on a Fly Day it is!

Of course...when Friday feels like Monday, there is only one resolve for me. More Coffee for me!

My Favorite Poetry Lines

I am so proud that I am back!

Back to myself...coffee is all it takes...

WOOT, I am doing Thursday Thirteen this week.

And I commit to continuously do it...I so hope, for the love me! Ha!

Anyway...as suggested by Colleen, "POETRY" is my theme.

Love my alpha and omega entry... ;)

Enjoy everyone...I'd so love you to drop my your favorites in the comment box! 

Happy hump day y'all! 

1. Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets 

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.  

2. E.E. Cummings 

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it (anywhere I go you go,my dear; 
and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) 
I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)
I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true) 
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant 
and whatever a sun will always sing is you here 
is the deepest secret nobody knows 
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart 

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart) 

3. Khalil Gibran, The Prophet 

You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts. 

4. Mary Oliver 

Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? 

5. Walt Whitman 

What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life. 

6. J.R.R. Tolkien 

Still round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate And though I oft have passed them by A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden paths that run West of the Moon, East of the Sun. 

7. Seamus Heaney, Stepping Stones: Interview with Seamus Heaney 

If you have the words, there's always a chance that you'll find the way. 

8. Anne Sexton 

As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love. 

9. Ian Fleming, You Only Live Twice 

You only live twice: Once when you're born And once when you look death in the face. 

10. Andrea Gibson 

That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out. 

11. Mae West 

You are never too old to become younger! 

12. William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116 

Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no, it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. 

13. Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders 

She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood. She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.

I hope you enjoy my entries! 

Life In My Coffee

Cofee is good life!

Coffee gives you time to think. For me, it's more than just a drink. 

It's like an event - a monumental happening, a place to be!

It allows me more time...not the one you can count in hours or minutes.

But the many more chances to be...

Like, another cup means another moment to be with me again! :)

Happy (not so) WORDLESS WEDNESDAY everyone!