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Fable: Fox and Grapes

On Love...

Please, bear with me, as I get all sappy for a moment. But know here, that this is a bigger idea than that of romantic sentiments. Love, as an interaction between people.

So it seems... all I hear these days from everyone.. is this outcry of needing to "be loved".

When did this happen?.. when did it become such a one directional thing? Love?
Everyone wants to "be loved". Who is there to "give love"?

I think, its a part of being human, our ability and need to "give love".
Yet, we seem to hold back, wait for other people to take that first step... so in the end we're all in a stalemate...this waiting game. Like a crowd of people waiting cross the street without a stoplight, it just takes that first person to take a chance and step out into traffic.
Why? Why do we have to wait for other people to make that first move? What do we really have to lose? Giving love doesn't cost anything , but to care, even if its the smallest amount. There doesn't even need to be a physical manifestation of it, just a connect between two consciousnesses.

Maybe a lot of our problems don't stem from "not being loved", but from "not being able to love".

There seems to be a lot of discussion on having children as I approach a certain age, and so far I've only heard one valid and acceptable reason to have them, from an old friend that taught me a lot about life, and my love as it were.
He said " I want children, because I have a lot of love to give."

We're so focused on "being loved", that we forget how good it feels to give it, we forget that to love someone else, to "give love", is essential in the process of "being loved".

And why not "give love"? its the only aspect of it we can control, that we can pro actively create. We can't control if someone will "love you" and we can't ever choose to "not love" if it is already there, but we can actively choose "to love".

so let us "give love"

"It’s only the air you took and the breath you left"

-John Mayer


When I look for something inside myself that I can't find many answers to, there are shadows that help me find light. More often than not, as of late, they have been yours.
You said, I saved you, I still don't know how I ever could. Our paths only crossed for a brief moment, but I learned so much, enough that I know its changed my life.
We knew that this would be it, we knew that we would only become shadows in each other's lives, how ever changed we were out of our encounter.

I hope that Grecian sun is good to you, as I hope life will be kind for you. Thank you for your willingness to "give love".


Crazy how people can show up, change your life by teaching you something, even if its just one thing. And how they may never appear in your life again, but that connect is never broken, and you know that someone out there cares. They don't just impact your story, they help write it.

romance is..

..thesond of a cofee house.. the smell of jazz.. the kiss of fog on your cheeks.. the movement of sand... the stillness of waves... the flutter of drapes... the coolness of sheets...

take flight

So here I am in the Dynasty lounge of rhte taipei ariport waiting for the connection to HK.
Lovely place they seat you and serve you food, free internet.
And the food isn't jsut some lazy snacks liek the lounge in the sfo airport.. full menus of hot items and stuff.
i dont think the chinese service poeple are used to poeple being polite back to them... seems to be catching them off gaurd.

Suprisingly I had slept for most of the time on the plane, I remeber as a kid I would never sleep and jsut go to the bathroom every 5 minutes... just becasue it was something to do.
Pleanty of things to do in Business class now, but i sleep.
But somethings don't change... like when they bring out the food and i see the dreaded airplane dinner roll.
i know, they up the standards years ago, and in dynasty class its better food.. better service... complimentary pre meal alcohol and plated service with real cloth napkins and all..
but it still is the sir plane food dinner roll..
i see it and.. for some reason I really want to chuck it across the cabin.



Ever chase the sun? Ever run away from it?
Its a glorious feeling to be able to keep up with it, flying abouve the clouds makes the world look different, its like this sea of fluffyness as far as you can see and the the sun comes up in the distance and you can cleary see the streaks of yellow and pink hit the top of the clouds at an angle, so the contous of the fluffy blanket are really clear.
The sun was coming up behind us as i fell asleep, then when iawoke, it was still coming up behind us.

hope

i was once sad to discover the frailty of humankind.
And because of that, I had lost faith.
With time, I've come to find the kindness that is till there.
to have faith in humanity despite knowing its frailty, that is my hope.

what were we waiting for?

" What were we waiting for when we could have been better people all on our own all this time"-earl