Apr 30, 2006

A ray of sun

Sometimes I believe that there truly is a grand scheme of things out there, that I can't see, but that I know is there. Sometimes things happen when you least expect it, and a ray of sun comes into your life, completely unexpected.
Sometimes you meet people, or one person in particular, who can warm you up (your hands, your soul, your heart) just with a smile, just by looking at you, just by sending an email or a message you find in the morning when you wake up. Just knowing that you see this person quite often makes your heartbeat go up and brings a smile, so naturally...
Someone who reminds you how it feels to have butterflies in your stomach, that tingling feeling you get when you get off the ice and your hands are frozen, and it takes twice as long to untie your skates.
Someone I can go on and talk to for hours and hours, someone I can walk around with aimlessly, who turns a simple day into a dream, with the simplest gestures and words so often overlooked by most. Someone whom I can talk to for hours on end, and still feel there's so much more to say.
The best things in life truly come when you least expect it, you find them where you least expect to, and even if you know that it's a free fall without a safety net anywhere in sight, it still feels like flying...

Apr 15, 2006

Something to think about

"Some people have a problem with trusting themselves about what they really want in life, or what they think they want. Even when a guy has the right girl in front of him, he finds a way to screw it up, just because of his own trust issues and insecurities. Then when he has the completely wrong girl, someone who's just horrendous and a monster, he finds the littlest reason to keep her around instead of the right one."

Now why is that? Why is it that men, most likely coming from previous relationship, have a tendency to group women and assume that every woman they meet falls into a previously conceived category? "Oh, women are all the same." Men, don't be too sure about that. Just as much as it is not true that men are all the same. Not all men are liars, unreliable, cheaters, not raging machines. Nor all women are drama queens, money-sucking leeches, crazy victims of their hormones.

There's tons of women out there who are pretty, sweet, nice, reliable, smart, independent, trustworthy, generous, patient, intelligent, hard-working, supportive, and the list could go on and on.

Now my question is: WHY IS IT THAT THEY ARE STILL SINGLE??? If only men (and women too, that goes without saying, but this is about men) would stop "expecting" the woman they're with to follow a certain behavioral path, and would start seeing beyond their own emotional baggage, they would be surprised to see that the woman they've been looking for all along is right in front of their nose.

I'm tired of seeing women (some of whom are dear friends of mine) to be ignored or treated like they mean nothing by men who are so convinced they will be like "all the others" that they don't see the beauty of what they have in front of them. I'm sick and tired of it.

Unfortunately, part of the problem is that men are given a large number of mixed signals. How many women take advantage of language to trick and deceive? How many women have used expressions such as "Oh, trust me, I'd never do that to you", or "I would never lie to you", and then turn around and do EXACTLY what they promised not to do? Then what does it leave to the rest of us?

A long list of words WE believe in, but that men don't want to hear anymore.

Apr 10, 2006

Canada

Looking better every day...

Apr 9, 2006

Secrets

There's a website that I absolutely adore - it's called PostSecret (you can find the link on the right). Every Sunday, new "secrets" are posted that people mail in on a homemade postcard. People send in their most private secrets under complete anonimity, and it happens quite often that I somehow can relate to what they say. We all think that we are so different from one another, that our life experiences are so unique... But (for some at least) it's not like that. For instance, I could have written many of those secrets, because they are things that I have thought/felt/experienced at some point or another in my life.
This postcard/secret was posted this week, and I have been thinking about this same topic for a few days now...
Our life experiences may not be so different from one another, but they sure do have a lot of impact on us, and they affect our everyday life and whatever we do afterwards. I've had this conversation over and over with one of my best friends (coucou chouchou!) and I have learnt to recognize it in other people as well. The easiest example: we've been hurt badly in a relationship, so now we're wary of what we get ourselves into. And it ends up that when you meet someone you really care about, you inevitably need to fight with the ghosts of relationships past.

Unless you meet someone who can see through that, and not care about the past.
What matters is not what brought us to this point, to our paths crossing.
What matters is that, from here on now, we walk side by side.

Apr 6, 2006

Scorpion or frog?

Sometimes I so wish I could be a scorpion...

Apr 5, 2006

To wait or not to wait

A long time ago I read somewhere that the wait for something pleasant is in itself half the pleasure. Most likely, it was written by someone who, in the end, got what he/she was waiting for. Because when you are waiting, the wait can be truly endless. The minutes become hours, the hours become days, and the days are eternally long. You end up looking at your watch frantically, trying to make it move ahead with the mystical powers of your brain. You're never sure if your phone is working or not - why isn't the damn thing ringing??? - and in the end you fall into the "don't-watch-the-boiling-water" cliche'.
It is painful, and it can become extremely frustrating. But...
But isn't the wait in itself that makes you feel alive? That makes you understand how much you care? That tells you, deep down in your guts, that what you are waiting for is actually worth the wait?
If only the darn water would start boiling...