Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Enlightement


After a light discussion this morning, finally I could see my worries from different angle and start to use my “silent” moment for a while as my “thinking” time.

And the progress was coming late to migration plan meeting this evening. For the 1st time, am not the “on time” person in the meeting and I did that on purpose. Something that I realize because I have to prioritize my task.

My friend, who always late, express his astonishment. He said, “Hey, before you are the person who always asks me to rush. But now, why suddenly you act like me ..”

I just smile .. and get into his car ....

The question now, am I ready to walk my new life ? The answer … as long as I realize what am doing, then am ready…


I do thank God of giving me a friend who always there for me ...

Another song from Emi Fujita again ....



Fields of Gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love for to gaze a while
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me will you be my love
Among the fields of barley ?
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of god
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the fields of gold

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Commitment


My fighting partner once told me, “I have to remind you. Seems that you’ve forgotten to write. I’m afraid that you’ll face the burn out again. It’s good to write though; at least it’s an exercise to sharpen the way you thinking.”

Every time I promise to myself that, I’ll write. But every time it was ended with blank paper.

I know that somewhere deep inside myself, there’s something that I want to let it go, out from my mind, my feeling, otherwise I’ll face another period of burn out. But for some reason, I could not find a word to express that feeling.

Like today, with one full day rally meeting, I feel so exhausted. I really need to sleep but my eyes still open. My mind still busy talking with somebody else. I have tried to ask my mind to stop for a while but he rejects it.

Oh ….. I wish this would end soon. I wish I can go back to my freedom day, where all my senses to write is there, where I can admire my frangipani flower, where I can watch the clouds chasing by the wind.

Anyway, as what he said, it’s all about commitment, then I think, I’ll start it from today by put my “sadness” into writing.

My song for today, by emi fujita from her album “A special album to all my friends”



Today
Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows shall all pass away
Here I'll forget all the joy that is mine today
I'll be a dandy and I'll be a rover
You'll know who I am by the song that I sing
I'll fest at your table, I'll sleep in your clover
Who cares what tomorrow shall bring
Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows shall all pass away
Here I'll forget all the joy that is mine today
I can't be contented with yesterday's glory
I can't live on promises winter to spring
Today is my moment and now is my story
I'll laugh and I'll cry and I'll sing
Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows shall all pass away
Here I'll forget all the joy that is mine today