for someone

Manuel Bandeira and the River:

Be like the river that overflowed
Silent in the night
Do not fear the darkness of night
If there are stars in the sky, reflect on them
And if the heavens are full of clouds
It is as the river, the clouds are water
I thought of them too without sorrow
And felt the depths of calm.

the fly

during the meditation class, I saw this video.  it is silent. short.

i realized how silence can make chaos looks controlled.

i want this discipline in my life.

meditation

 I had a wonderful night the other day.  I went to a meditation session and had a night of fulfillment and emptying myself.

Fulfillment because I finished a full 30 minute meditation.  My mind often jumps from one thought to another and the meditation helped my mind relax.

Emptying my brains was like pouring all thoughts (good and bad) down the drain.  The shake was good for my body and soul.

Meet Ram

My son said the black one was the last one to get out from Princess (our dog).  All the puppies are charming but the black one caught my attention.  He became my favorite instantly. 

 Its hard to find a name for a dog.  My son and I were discussing what to name our favorites and I toyed around with Dagger, Rumi but I suddenly thought of RAM.  Hmmmmm, I am settling for Ram.

The other 3 will be given as gifts and my son will have the other brown dog and without a name yet.

does my grandson think of me too?

On a Sunday, all I wanna do is make it up with my family whom I set aside most of the time for work.  I still try to be a good mother at my age and so today that my grandson is not home, my children got my heart heart running away! Karlsen and Angelo are deeply loved.  Even my Kaiser but I think he is the farthest from me...I sometimes feel not connected with him even if I worry and long for him if he is not around.

Zak is not around too and all I wanna do is think of him.  Does he think of me too?

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midnight blues

Its past twelve midnight and haven't fallen asleep yet.  So strange...have washed clothes, dishes cooked dinner and yet my soul is alive...

I miss this activity...how I loved writing my thoughts and yet physically I get drowned from work...

Sometimes I ask myself if  my work is worth my passion...or my work does not deserve my passion...or whatever...

From the Grand M Hotel

 That is Manny Pacquiao being interviewed on TV.  I was watching the TV while my brother was trying to reach the family through the internet.

Omar who seems to be always in front of his laptop.

Ewwww just woke up and i asked my mother to take this picture.