Fallen

Waking up covered in sweat
Perhaps they were my lonesome tears
what wet my face, my skin
Wishing I could sleep away my fears

I try to run, I try to walk
Lying to myself, my head up high
as if this heart didn't still hurt
as if it had ceased to cry

Unsure of what was real
I try to grasp what seemed surreal
Wondering if I dreamed it all
If Love indeed transformed me

Wondering too if I could move on
Leaving the fears and scars behind
Hoping to find in a new air my home
Naive I thought home's what your arms behold

Freedom

I’ve realized that I’ve mistakenly rejected or avoided those very few who have or had the ability to understand me.  Perhaps it was my fear to feel exposed, or vulnerable to someone who inevitably would have great power over me.  I know it must've been insecurity, but the loss of control (or what I perceived as that) wasn't something I was ready for.  Instead I chose to be around those who only underestimated me.  Disappointment was nothing but a deserved result.  I was so dependent to feeling safe.  I always prided myself in my accomplishments, or my independence, thinking that it only entailed self-sufficiency.  Little did I know that I was nothing but a slave: a slave of my own fears and erroneous ideas.  Now, I am a work in progress, I have a long way to go, but I feel like I'm closer as now I understand what freedom really means.  

I always thought that independence guaranteed freedom; I still do, but my understanding of independence has completely changed.  I associated independence with having money, things or means (or not having to rely on someone else's financial support to survive).  I was wrong; turns out you’re never as free as when you find yourself with nothing.  Not one thing at all to hold you down… to cut your wings.  Not owing anything... but also not owning anything.  Independence is about your insights, your self-reflection, your stimulus to live.  If you don’t know yourself, if you don’t have absolute control of your thoughts, feelings and ideas, things like cars, money, clothes can enslave you and keep you exactly where you are, forever.   Letting go of the materialistic possessions, letting go of trivial concerns –those which society injects into our minds- to seek a higher purpose, a deeper meaning, a better understanding of your own existence… that’s where freedom lies.  Being able to run free, move to a new city, find a way to travel the world, to disappear, to let go of it all, to choose your thoughts, to choose yourself, to control what you feel, to live happy by choice, to know who you are and love yourself for just that; now that’s freedom, and that's what I see now as the independence I'm striving for.

Grey's Anatomy Quotes

"This is the fight.  It's not a dying pain, it's a healing pain.  You won.  We won." - Derek

"If by the time the pain of not doing a thing gets worse than the fear of doing it, it can feel like we're carrying around a giant tumor." - Meredith

"Knowing is better than wondering.  And even the biggest failure, even the most, intractable mistake beats the heck out of never trying." -Mer

Noble

That which you could achieve with the gift of a superior intellect could never be more valuable than that which you could achieve with the gift of a kindness. No talent or wit would uplift a soul as much as the simple act of giving love (and respect) would. Until you possess those traits, you're still a mediocre soul.

Rare

Love in perfect equilibrium isn't to couples as the gift of breathing is to the living.  It is more like the gift of music to a deaf prodigy.  Pure and rare.

Agua de Juvencia

Agua de Juvencia

"... se revela tu alma, cristalina como el 'agua de Juvencia'."


"Juvencia es un lugar en Italia del siglo 12, en tiempo de San Francisco de Asis, famosa por sus aguas.
Hay una historia al respecto:
Se dice que en una ocasión, un fraile de la orden recién fundada por Francisco de Asis, le hizo esta pregunta al Maestro fundador: 'Hermano, yo se que hablas con Dios, yo se que lo has visto. Dime, cómo es Dios?' A lo cual Francisco de Asis respondió después de un gran silencio. 'Dios es como un vaso de agua pura de Juvencia'.
Que El te siga bendiciendo."


JP

Quick Advice on Love

If you want someone to fall in love with you, don't just go out of your way to show him how special you think he is, or act out things you think will attract him. Go out of your way to show him how special you think YOU are. Love yourself.  Let others see that. "You teach others how to treat you."  Be genuine because if you can't back up what you sold upfront down the road, he will be deceived, and you will be replaced.  Have dignity; know when it is time to step away.  Show yourself some respect.  Know that you are amazing and worthy of love, so don't go out of your way to chase love around.  If you deserve it, it will chase you

Eternal (a letter to my sister)

If only I could save you.  If only I could somehow absorb and take away all the pain you've suffered.  If only I could protect you like I always wanted to.  I guess life has its twists and turns; one never ends up where planned.  I just really wish I could at least share, or help you with your burden.  It is so unfair sometimes, to have to drag along the heaviness of someone else's mistakes.  I just don't understand how you endure, how you go through with it.  I don't get where you find your strength.  I don't understand how your heart can still hold so much love.  So much pain and love it seems it's what it's made of.  Wow, I love you so much.  I need you in my life and I need to be in yours.  I wish you'd open up.  I wish you knew how loved you are, how bad I want to help.  I wish I could make you believe this, but my words are so weak... like I never really learned how to talk to you.  I feel so sad, I feel so hurt for you... so mad... so ready to give up.  I want to stay here, to stop running... I want to give up, to just do what I was born to.  I feel everything I've done is nothing, and everything I tried I failed.  But all I have is my love... It still exists... hungrier than ever.  Wanting today to finally show it.  I don't even know how.  I don't even think I have your trust.  I think it was just a moment... a moment for you to let go of some of that pain.  But how real is it?  I mean, How open are your arms?  Do you trust me? Do you even want me around?  I don't know why I've let this crumble.  I should've listened and paid closer attention.  I Hope my words don't sound so weak... I hope you truly know deep down how much I care.  I hope you know I'd do anything for you... because I love you.  The kind of love you don't need to be protected from.  Eternal... please believe it
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Regrets

No Regrets = Stupidity

regret

A

noun

1

sorrow,regret,rue,ruefulness

sadness associated with some wrong done or some disappointment;

Living life with no regrets isn’t something positive as many people treat it to be. Having no regrets is simply stupidity. It’s like someone running 10 miles and burning zero calories. The lessons in life are learned in those moments when we sit alone to reflect on our decisions, and to evaluate the consequences. Regretting is a part of the process, it is part of the test of life, it is the culmination of a deeper understanding, and a breaking point for genuine progress. Having regrets is vital for success, but dwelling on our mistakes and not forgiving ourselves is where the problem lays. It is our inability to forgive ourselves and accept our imperfections what holds us down in our upward journey to real success. People with no regrets don’t realize the source of their misfortune and their disappointments because they lack the understanding of what it is they’re doing wrong and what it takes to change and start seeing new results (positive results); they don’t know the problem, so they can’t fix it. Those are the people who live in vicious cycles, making the same mistakes over and over; they keep whining and not doing anything about it. So people, please… Stop saying “I live life with no regrets” like it’s something amazing and positive of your personality. Ponder,Regret, Forgive, Learn, Progress and Grow. In that order. Feel the sadness of your wrong doing (or disappointment) and embrace it, accept it, love yourself enough and grant yourself forgiveness. Gather the strength of your soul to start over and move forward, with a valuable lesson which will shape your character and make you a stronger individual; an individual with regrets, but also one with amazing power to learn from, overcome and conquer adversity.

Si te Consideras una Victima

No adopten nunca el papel de víctimas. Todo ser humano enfrenta adversidad en algún momento de su vida. Unos sufren más que otros, unos son victimados más que otros, pero solo los fuertes de carácter progresan. El problema ocurre cuando adoptamos este papel de víctima permanentemente. Claro que es cómodo serlo, pues, recibimos atención, cuidados, motivación, comprensión y amor. Nos acostumbramos a ello, lo disfrutamos, nos conformamos en vivir la vida siendo atendidos y pobreteados por los demás. Por lo regular, no enaltecemos a los que asumen sus responsabilidades, pues lo consideramos normal, por eso el papel de víctima es mucho más atractivo para muchos. Encontramos escusas para quedarnos viviendo este papel por largos periodos, o para muchos, toda la vida, pero olvidamos que ninguna persona con mentalidad de víctima puede cambiar o salir adelante sin superar esa etapa de estanque. Somos fuertes, hemos heredado fuerza no solo física, sino mental, y espiritual para enfrentar cualquier adversidad, y esto requiere disciplina, valor, dedicación, esperanza y mucho esfuerzo. Para muchos el cambio podría representar la perdida de la atención de muchos, pero a veces es necesario para desarrollar verdadera seguridad en uno mismo. El que hayamos sido maltratados, usados, violados, abusados, engañados, etc… no debe de volvernos inferiores, débiles o defectuosos. El abuso (de cualquier tipo) no es sinónimo de fracaso. El problema, la debilidad, la falta de fuerza de carácter, la falta de moral, y todas las deficiencias se le deben otorgar al agresor, no a la persona siendo abusada. Cambiemos la actitud y la genérica social de pobretearnos. Dejemos de vernos como víctimas, para poder movilizarnos hacia el éxito. Esa actitud de víctima es destructiva e inútil. Tantos centros de ayuda para victimas de esto y aquello, no quiero decir que sus intenciones sean malas, o que todos los lugares sean iguales, ni mucho menos que no deban de existir, pero hay muchos que se encargan de fomentar esta mentalidad en vez de realmente ayudar a las personas a salir adelante, superarse y volverse autosuficientes; sobreprotegen a muchos quienes acaban considerandose personas débiles. Debemos vernos como seres humanos fuertes, capaces, inteligentes, llenos de vida. Debemos sentirnos agradecidos por las experiencias, aperciar las enseñanzas, ser firmes y valientes en nuestra realización personal
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Buenas Intenciones

Ser negativo y quejumbroso para muchos puede ser gratificante, ya que reciben atención y tiempo de personas positivas que quieren ayudarles. La gente positiva ve como un desafío o proyecto la negatividad de otros, pues les hace feliz motivar o ayudar a los demás. Pero hay que recordar (ustedes, personas positivas), que solo ellos pueden ayudarse, o cambiar. La felicidad no es responsabilidad de terceros, si no de uno mismo personalmente. No malgasten tiempo ni energía en personas que solo buscan atención, y no un cambio genuino. Precisa darles espacio y tiempo para que ellos aprendan y tomen esa decisión. Si no tienen cuidado, podrían terminar hundidos como ellos, saqueados de su valiosa energía y abusados de sus buenas intenciones. La tolerancia compasiva también puede ser destructiva. Su amor por los demás, su corazón y sus buenas intenciones deben de ser valorados y respetados por todos, pero primeramente, por ustedes mismos. - Susana

Spelling!

So, I know after reading the last few blogs I've written, people are going to judge me as being a little too opinionated or judgmental.  I don't care.  Especially with this particular blog, I am hoping to do a good to the world. 

Many of you know about my spelling (and improper grammar) pet-peeve.  I especially hate when I, myself, don't know how to spell a certain word.  This is why I have a dictionary app on my phone, and I always bookmark my favorite website:www.wordreference.comon any computer or phone web browser I get my hands on.  I am not a perfect speller whatsoever, but I do have an interest in learning how to spell every single word I use.  With that being said, I am not against spelling errors, per se, as I am against people's indifference on the matter.  I have respect for those who do their research or ask around (I do that all the time!) before daring to post. I also have tolerance for hand-written errors, due to the lack of spell-check solutions, but what I don't understand is why many people dare to forsake the "Spell Check" option on their word processors! Especially when writing to pursue professional opportunities.

Even on an online posting, when seeking to network or exposure for whatever your career of choice might be, you can't write "I am very professional," and misspell a word in the same paragraph.  Seriously!  That would be some sort of oxymoron. Not only that, but if you’re in sales, don’t you dare misspell the word “customer.” If you are indeed a professional, you would know your business, you would be familiar with all the terms associated with it, and know the meaning and spelling of all the vocabulary involved in that field, right? People, come on!

Treat each posting as a Letter of Interest.

If you can't spell your way out of a paper bag, that's ok, please don't get defensive with me.  I am not judging you personally.  Chill out!  My sister sucks at it.  (Sorry sis! I'm throwing you under the bus but it's all for a good cause, I promise!).  So, at least opt for a Spell Checker; they aren't all that bad.

If you’re curious to know what I was referring to, this is what happened: I landed on a “professional” model’s online profile where I read the “I am very professional,” followed by some context and the word “camra.” (You mean camera, miss professional?). Wow.

The End.

((Now clicking “Spell Check”))

Yaaay! “The Spelling and Grammar Check is Complete!”

Happy writing!

 

 

Oh wait... I mean... if you do find a spelling error on here it's because I was just doing it to prove a point...

 

OK?
hahahahahahaha

On Bella Swan (Blog Reply)

My response to a great blog I read by Chris Foukas.

check it out:http://foukasin.blogspot.com/

Wow, you had me rolling!  Very, very funny... and let me just say, I've read all the books, and I'M TOTALLY WITH YOU.  Not only that, but my biggest problem is with Bella's character.  I mean come on! I also disagree with the previous comment.  If you analyze her character, she's the kind of girl that no one in their senses should feel attracted to (unless she at least shows intentions of changing, of course).  She's plain. Not only does she not care about the way she looks, but she still acts like she's too cool for the rest of the world. She's not friendly, she's somewhat of an anti-social, introverted, geeky, clumsy, lacks empathy, doesn't know what she wants out of life, doesn't focus on goals of herself,  she just happens to be somewhat smart and able to memorize cool book quotes (geez, so what?).  But come on, really?  Typical men aren't even attracted to smart women (duh lol).  Most are intimidated by smart women, so yeah, so unrealistic.  She's not described anywhere in the book as physically beautiful or attractive (by a neutral character anyway), and you can't argue with me that she has a great personality because that is just NOT the case.  She's fake to her friends, and condescending. She avoids what any positive, happy person would consider enjoyable activities or things like: prom, birthday party, presents, even food at times.   She’s portrayed to be so mature, but then again, she acts like a normal irresponsible teenager too (jumping off a cliff, the whole motorcycle incident, her fatalistic and over-dramatic romance, etc.) She's so concerned about Edward and Edward only.  The typical female when in love, she wants to be all about him, change to be perfect for him and "fit" in his world (become a vampire).   She contradicts herself by being so aware of the vampire's physical beauty when she doesn't even wear make-up or ever say anything that would indicate that she cares about her looks.  I just see somewhat of a discrepancy there.  Isn't this another reason why she wants to become a vampire?  to not get old and be ‘beautiful’ forever?  Why doesn't she start by wearing a little make-up, wearing more age appropriate clothes, fixing her hair?  About her weird personality, please don't try to defend her by stating the situation she lives concerning her divorced parents, and how poor Bella is the way she is because of the situation, because it is NOT that tragic. That's why I don't get why everyone in the story is so in love with her.  Ugh!  You mean to tell me that Edward, who's been alive for over a century, who has had the opportunity to travel all over the world and meet all kinds of people (perhaps a combination of beauty and brains) ended up in love (oh so in love) with someone like Bella? I mean with his "power" I'm sure he could have found someone with better insights than Bella.  Oh yeah, he can't even hear her thoughts... Why? Well, maybe because there aren’t any worth listening to.  LOL, ok, ok. So yeah she's smart, and she's mysterious; she might represent a challenge for him and that's what he's attracted to, but still, she’s so overrated. haha, Ok I'm like going on and on... I might have to create a blog myself
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Corre, Vive, Vuela

Envelta en un torbellino de preguntas
de dudas, de miedos
Envuelta en dramas y melancolia sin sentido
Distraida de la vida, de las metas
de los suenos del futuro
Distraida del amor que te refugia
Confusa y perdida
Letargica y solitaria
Conforme, desolada
Plantada en un suelo de amargura
Las memorias no te salvan
pues la amnesia te asfixia la esperanza
No ves salida, estas herida
Sin fuerzas ni deseos de victoria
Envuelta en torbellinos de traiciones
de abusos, aflicciones
Ahogada en llanto y en lamentaciones
Dudosa de tu fuerza de tus alas
de los amigos verdaderos
de ti misma
Confusa y perdida
Letargica y solitaria
Es hora de vivir
de despertar
Dejar este mal sueno atras
Es una temporada, si hay salida
Fue una mala cosecha
pero aun heredas esa tierra
para sembrar de nuevo semillas de gloria
De amor verdadero, respeto y virtud
No te pierdas, toma la mano del que busca ayudarte
No te hundas en el pantano de ilusiones vanas
Envuelvete en la dicha de tu alma
del amor que te sabes capaz de sentir
Solo que ese amor no es para otros
Si no para esa nina triste que esta en ti
Corre, vive, vuela
Sin mirar atras, no busques guerra
Sufre, perdona pero recupera
pierde la benda de tus ojos
y olvida tu ceguera.

You Still Don't Know Me

So many times I chose modesty over my true conviction
Chose to blend in, stay quiet, be tolerant
Perhaps to protect myself from judgment
Perhaps aware of your inaptitude to understand me
Ignoring in a way how dishonest I was being
Forgetting that deceit was never my intention
It doesn't matter how or why I say this
The past and those behind are so irrelevant
So many things have changed and now I'm stronger
My prize was where all that mess led me
Never again will I belittle myself to portray humility
I love myself enough, no need to say I'm sorry for it
I finally got a taste of happiness
The one that comes from loving your true self
Knowing your self-worth
No other person's approval needed
You can say I'm full of myself
and that’s okay because you no longer matter
Some will say I need to get over myself
and I will say "I will, as soon as you get over Me"
You can't find looking at the sky what hides under your pillow
So easy now, so simple
There really are only two kinds of people
There are good and there are bad
To those who didn't make it to my future
Now you know why
Just remember in case you ever see me, that
Even if you once got the chance to talk to me
You never knew me
You still don’t know me

Critica a Thalia en "Equivocada"

Para empezar... no soy una persona que por lo regular critique a los demas, ni siquiera a los famosos.  Soy algo facil de complacer y generalmente indiferente, pero este video me fastidio y he aqui el porque:

Thalia se ve super fodonga.  Entiendo que la tendencia introducida por Shakira, de maquillaje super leve y cabello rebelde le funciono a ella por su personalidad jovial y su originalidad, pero a Thalia?  No.  Sobretodo en este tipo de escenario, donde tienes a fantasticos musicos acompanandote, a tu fiel publico, etc., tu manera de proyectarte me parece hasta un poco irrespetuosa.  Fodonga, despeinada, ropa X... No, no no... "Nomas no!"

En segundo lugar, la mayor parte de la interpretacion en el video se la paso con los ojos cerrados.  Entiendo que para dramatizar o profundizar emocion los interpretes cierran los ojos y hacen gestos de dolor, pero para variar, Thalia exagero.  Los ojos transmiten mucho mas sentimientos.  Se exedio en el tiempo.  Los gestos de supuesto "dolor" por lo que dice la cancion, pues se entienden, pero a su edad, no le favorecen.  Le distorcionan la cara y la hacen ver mas vieja.  No me gusto.

En cuanto a los gestos, si no para proyectar emocion, los intensifica para desenvolverse vocalmente, pero en realidad, esta cancion no contiene altas notas, ni dificiles variaciones, ni falsettos, ni mucho menos.  No entiendo su exageracion... pero bueno, ahora recuerdo que en realidad Thalia aunque canta bien, no es una super cantante.  Sus canciones son faciles.  

Que piensan ustedes?  Aqui esta el vinculo para que chequen el video al que me refiero. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tjj5HCiis-o

The Ultimate

My baby wrote this for me... I loved it... he made me cry.  Wow I love him!
Thanx 4 being "The One" : the "Ultimate" one, the perfect one, the one that not even distance can keep me away from, the one that stays on my mind 25/8, the one that I wanna be on the phone with when I stay up late. The one that has my heart n keeps it beatin fast, the one that Made me wanna let all the other girls pass. The one that keeps me smiling when I'm sad n life is nothin but a drag , the one I'm addicted to, but don't want or need rehab. The one that's so special that it blows my mind, the one who lifted my head back up, reminded me I could shine! The one that connects with me on levels that can't be defined, the one just 4 me I know God designed. The one I just gotta talk to each n everyday, the one that without effort always knows exactly what to say. The one whose smile keeps me on a cloud way past 9, the one whose beauty is on a scale way past fine! The one who has a heart bigger than the world could hold, the one that sends electricity throughout my soul. The one that gets me excited with just the sound of her voice, the one my heart longs 4 cuz it has no choice. The one that came my way n made me wanna give her my all, I'm talkin about the only one that deserves to be called.........my Baby Doll..., my star, The Ultimate, "The One".....Susana

~Forrest