
on the one side i witnessed people in a Silvester fever. last day shopping, making sure everything had been well thought through. the procedure, the food, the drinks, gifts, the fireworks. had the calls been made and postcards really sent? had Berlin been enjoyed as it is supposed to? maybe just a little more fun there, just to make sure it was what it is ought to be.
and i wonder from who? ought to be? supposed to be?
on the other side, there was this child. not even knowing it was Silvester. to him, it was a day on that the PATCH OF ICE was discovered. nothing more.
where on the way we lose this innocence and exchange it for what is supposed, expected, needed, wanted and ought to be done?
if we take a real deep and honest look into ourselves and pose a question of what we really want.what is the unique and genuine wish we are having inside, we soon realise that almost everything is somehow connected to the expectations. that almost nothing is ours.
and so when we find it. when we discover the real, one, single wish that is ours we can make it happen. it is the only way to fulfill ourselves. that is why we never are satisfied, always wanting more, craving for the next moment of success.
we are a conglomerate of all that has been told, that has been taught, that has been experienced and that has been paid forward. how much of it is "that has been felt"?
and so i wish:
may you jump, when supposed to walk
and cry out loud, when demanded to be silent
and walk to him/her, when afraid to be turned down
and say what you feel, when afraid of exposure
and may you play, when told to be serious
and may you walk away, when taught to stay
and may you find the little pleasures of life
and then stop, when wanting to make another step.
or you just walk,
be silent,
back down,
keep it in,
be serious,
stay afoot,
walk by the little pleasures of life
and take another step,
if that is what you feel is real.
happy 2009.
and cry out loud, when demanded to be silent
and walk to him/her, when afraid to be turned down
and say what you feel, when afraid of exposure
and may you play, when told to be serious
and may you walk away, when taught to stay
and may you find the little pleasures of life
and then stop, when wanting to make another step.
or you just walk,
be silent,
back down,
keep it in,
be serious,
stay afoot,
walk by the little pleasures of life
and take another step,
if that is what you feel is real.
happy 2009.