Sometimes my life is such a treadmill. Safe, yes. But also I think I know what is going to happen. No surprises left for me! Then you see something like this… and you remember that we human beings think we are in control but really mother nature is so powerful and unpredictable. Really anything could happen. Good or bad. That uncertainty is scary but also sometimes thrilling… and beautiful.
Don’t get off until the train comes to a complete stop.
This friend rocked up the other day with the best biker jacket.
I have become obsessed with them. You want one that is reasonably long. To the top of the hips or else, if it is shorter, it widens your waist. I tried one on the other day that just turned my upper body into a rectangle. Too long and it looks… old fashioned. It needs a gentle a waist. A curve.
Also it is more about the fold than the collar. I think the bigger the fold the better.
“Life is glorious, but life is also wretched. It is both.
Appreciating the gloriousness inspires us, encourages us, cheers us up, gives us a bigger perspective, energizes us. We feel connected.
But if that’s all that’s happening, we get arrogant and start to look down on others, and there is a sense of making ourselves a big deal and being really serious about it, wanting it to be like that forever. The gloriousness becomes tinged by craving and addiction.
On the other hand, wretchedness–life’s painful aspect–softens us up considerably. Knowing pain is a very important ingredient of being there for another person. When you are feeling a lot of grief, you can look right into somebody’s eyes because you feel you haven’t got anything to lose–you’re just there.
The wretchedness humbles us and softens us, but if we were only wretched, we would all just go down the tubes. We’d be so depressed, discouraged, and hopeless that we wouldn’t have enough energy to eat an apple.
Gloriousness and wretchedness need each other. One inspires us, the other softens us. They go together.”