The little magic in life

So ladies, I know a lot of us are confused and have the lines blurred out between  knowing whether you are a gold digger and asking him to get a job. The solemn truth is that you are not a gold digger if you ask him to go out and earn some money. You are not a penny monger if you ask him to go out and send in applications and resumes and keep searching till something comes up. In fact, you are raising him up and pushing him out to greater things.  

A lot of people look at a person and think of she is just using him to get money and sometimes, yes , I agree that is the case. But if she hollers at you and keeps on pestering you to go and make something of yourself, instead of sulking and moping about at home, trust me that is not a gold digger. 

So, if you do have someone that actually cares about you and wants to be there for you, if you do not make an effort or make a move to stand where she is, trust me she will leave.As the saying goes. if she is easy she won't be worth it, if she is worth it , she won't be easy. So if you feel she is the one, keep pushing on and fight. A lot of people these days has forgotten the terms such as fight, will power, perseverance. People expect things to be given to them, we wait for an opportunity, we sit and wait till the time comes. 

How in the world do you expect things to happen without you pushing forward and making a move? Life does not just happen, you make it happen. You do not ever sit and wait and watch it go by, because before you know it, half a year is gone and all you have done is sit and watch other people make things happen for themselves. 

A bit like magic, life takes it's course. In order to have fun with magic that you see a magician doing, you need to have a little bit of faith and belief. The funny thing about this comaprison is that in life, you have to be both, the believer and the magician to see and experience the magic and surprises that await you. You have to be the one pulling the rabbit out of the hat and watch in amazement as it looks at you and then hops away into it's own habitat. Life has it's ups and downs but you gotta be a little crazy and believe that any moment now you will escape from the chest where your hands have been tied and sealed shut and come out as a victor. 

My first and last post about you, with much love of course.

Knowing you intentionally hurt my feelings, knowing that deep down inside all the 'I Love Yous' and 'Forevers' was a love that was set to detonate at a specific time set before we met. A part of me holds on to you, a part that will not accept the hurt someone so close could inflict with a gentle smile and a touch that could melt my heart. Being broken and torn, crushed to the brink of not sleeping yet waking up to a morning sun, living was far out compared to survival.

I fought for you when people talked about you, I stood up and stood beside you,I told you things to your face and kept it real. I comforted you and I pushed you to what you wanted to be. You, in turn took it for granted, made a fool of me. Lived of me emotionally, spiritually, physically, yet I forgave you and was there for you like before. In turn, once again, adavantage was taken off me. Once again I was left alone to pick the pieces up, stare at you walk away and fend on my own.

A part of me still loves you. Well, the love I had for the person I "thought" I knew. You looked straight at me and promised me we would work on things make ends meet, all along you had a plan that did not involve me. I stayed when I was not welcome, I helped out when it was not requested. Now here I am trying to figure it out keeping myself together when my world is falling apart.

My life changed when I met you, for better or for worse I will take things in my own hands to define what I am made off. You crushed my heart but my spirit soars. I am not done yet and you are free to go. I stand higher than the small pedestal you put me under. I am just getting started and you were a small blunder. You have yet to see the true Cori, she is made of all the things small yet impossible to find yet truly amazing to see. My gain, your loss, I guess it was meant to be.

Fears and Perceptions

After the many thoughts that have crossed my mind on where do I direct my next post to, I have decided that it's common denominator would be the art of grown ups. Many of you now, stop to think and ponder upon the specific art of grow ups. Some (of course the younger generation with teenage angst and pumping adrenaline) think of the nagging ways that they try to enter your daily routine of procrastination; erupting your string of thought about the latest sale and the newest ride to get something done around the house. The other arts that form from a tedious mind that only comes with age and experience (as you hear many of them say), is the organization shown to range of clothes that is hung in there wardrobe (colored co-ordinate d and what sorts!) and of course the never ending rant on how a consistency of clean and kept the house must be.

Now the older generation might opt for the other art they have, which  is their "parenting - responsibility role. Of course, their sacrificing, motivating, early hours of consoling, but I digress. The main art of many people these days is the form where we must make everything look good. On the outside of course, The verge where people go to all sorts of routines and regimens to get there best look on the outside before taking a step back, stopping and analyzing the big picture.

It is not just about the physical appearance of a person I take this notion into, but also the very fact that it attacks and affects the people surrounding them. A lot of it is in the form of how people try to cover up a situation to make it look like the picture perfect couple, or the picture perfect family, when all it is is just another downhill avalanche taking a turn for the bad. It does not stop there!

When people talk about the environment climbing to a halt of the ice caps melting and the the sun exploding, we get alarmed (some even frantic!) but not a lot would do what is needed if it means to get uncomfortable and somehow make the Earth look natural in its native state than doing away with plastic bags and all non - degradable items.

At the end of the day, all we have is ourselves to blame and the scary reality that we need each other to carry on our survival.

So for now , I leave you with a quote that must deeply reflect your inner being and your existence, to understand the meaning of living and your purpose of life. To be truly vulnerable at at encounter with a situation, let it take you to edge and a free - fall, and then watch as life saves your soul.

“I love this world because it is imperfect. It is imperfect, and that's why it is growing; if it was perfect it would have been dead. Growth is possible only if there is imperfection. I would like you to remember again and again, I am imperfect, the whole universe is imperfect, and to love this imperfection, to rejoice in this imperfection is my whole message.”  - Osho