I mentioned in one of my previous posts that I've been enjoying studying a really great book written by Robin S. Sharma called The Monk That Sold His Ferrari, it is a brilliantly inspiring read... One I certainly recommend. There are so many incredible quotes I could share from the book, so many of the words leap off the page to me with such intense significance I have to keep turning back the pages and re-reading them in affirmation; absorbing them like gospel. It a fair to say this book if quickly becoming a favourite... 'Awaken yourself to the power of your own mind to make things happen. Once you do, the universe will conspire with you to work magic in your life.' 'There was one quotation, however; that he carried deep within his heart; one that encapsulated all the values he had come to cherish... The words came from the great Indian philosopher Patanjali... Julian then showed me the card. The quotation read: When you are inspired by some great purpose, some extra...
I recently had my sister stay over for the weekend with the twins, my niece and nephew, Lilia and Jude, they are three years old and absolutely wonderful little humans. So kind-hearted and innocent and loving. Lilia is the most beautiful little girl I've ever known, in every aspect of the word. Whilst my sister was getting jude ready in the bathroom, I was upstairs with Lilia helping dry and plait her hair. We sat together infront of my mirror as I plaited her hair and she sat cross-legged looking at herself in the mirror. The whole time she simply sat and looked inquisitively at herself as she pulled silly faces and grinned at her reflection in the mirror and pulled back her dressing gown and giggled at her nakedness beneath. I smiled with her and giggled along, pulling silly faces at each other and messing about.. but out of nowhere came a sudden rush of emotions and I just had wrap her up in my arms and kiss her half-plaited head and tell her how much I loved her ...
I was sitting here this morning with many thoughts fleeting through my mind, as they often do.. And I realised I have all these words in my mind but have remarkably not thought to put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) for such a long time. For a significant part of the year I found my deepest solace in the traditional paper journal, over the first 4 months of this year I must have filled around 5 or 6 thick journals, sometimes writing for the most part of the day, and night sometimes also when my thoughts disallowed me of sleep. Of course, this was during a very difficult time.. And writing was my greatest release, and over those pages I provided myself the best therapy one could find. I learnt to listen to my heart. Writing is the most honest thing you can do, the words come out pure and true. And prior to that I always had a casual journal on the go, or the infrequent blog post at the least.. However, since then I went on modelling trips to China for the summer, then London and c...
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