When I was feeling down recently,
And I seriously wondered
Whether all over the planet,
People feel the same.
Tag: <span>joy</span>
Most of us here in the US have never heard of Reem Sahwil and I want her to meet you, that’s why I am writing this post. In 2015, a 14-year-old Palestinian refugee in Germany burst into tears in front of the camera, midway through an encounter with German Chancellor Angela Merkel, as she begged Merkel to spare her family from deportation.
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It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
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I have always been surprised that in Japan the result often counts less than the effort, which I like to think of as our inner attitude. For example, if someone tackles a new project, we say “Good luck” but in Japan, they say “Gambatte Kudasai”, which translates to “Make an effort/Do your best”.
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In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
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Can I list more than five? And how do we define fun? HAHA-FUN, or a simple feeling of joy, the pride of accomplishment. Should we talk about sex (no, we should not) or perhaps just the pleasure of eating foods that give us comfort -as well as the extra pounds?
I think the question is wrong. It’s not IF we spend time in the past, but HOW we spend it. Are we grateful or regretful? Do we cherish the moments we had with loved ones, or do we still mourn even if decades have passed?
Welcome New Year! I am glad you arrived. Many people were longing for you, hoping that things will be BETTER now than in 2024. Better in the sense of being NORMAL again, like before. Before, when? I can’t really say.
“I still have to do laundry and prepare for dinner. I have to play ball with our dog Vader, quickly water the hanging plants outside, and feed the dogs,” and while I’m piling up the daily I-have-do-mountain in my head, old familiar feelings rise again.
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I often don’t know what I feel and find myself lost for words. It’s the phase between action and reaction. The time of digesting what I have just witnessed or lived, the period of sorting my feelings.