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Saturday, May 27, 2006

41 days to World Cup '06

I'm proud to be typing this right now.

I'm proud to have survived this week of pure torture and 1000% drainage, along with the rest of the people out there who are reading this, or blogging themselves.

To all those out there: We've done it again! Beaten the odds and come out a of frostbiting, snarlingly cold and bitter ice age!

Certainly brightens things up, doesn't it? Considering the fact that I have a pile of undone work + projects hopping up and down on their skimpy little legs behind me, raising their hands eagerly and squeaking, 'Pick me! Pick me!'

Oh joy.

I decided to slack for a litte while today. And yesterday. Figured that I deserved it.

You know what really gets me? That even when you're supposed to be relatively free, when you're taking a well-earned break, there's always that guilt plauging you, hanging over your head when you're trying to watch Lord of the Rings for the 20th time. It just keeps going, stopslackingstopslacking!

Stupid conscience.

And I wasn't even doing anything wrong!

Stupid oversensitive, paranoid conscience.

It's sad that our world revolved around work. School work, at the age we're at. Work, as in work in general, when we grow up and take up the mantle of responsibility.

What a life.

I was flipping through the threads and forums in the councilofelrond, and I came across the thread that said : What gives you a sense of wonder?

There were answers like...
Seeing the absolute perfection that is a drop of dew cradled in a blade of grass. A drop so perfect it almost looks as if it's made of totally flawless glass.

Seeing wild dolphins so close you could almost touch them as they leap from the water.

What gives me a sense of wonder?

Seeing a new pile of work on my table, smiling and waving to me?

Yeah, that'll be the day.

But seriously.

A fresh snowfall. Millions of tiny pieces of white floating and gently down, gently carressing the ground with a grace that would shame a queen. Sitting at the side of a slope, a beautiful tree at one side, the softness of the snow, and looking up, against a picture blue sky, at the beauty that is cascading down.

I'll give you an idea.

Black tusk, taken from a ski slope. There's no snow falling down, because I have only videos of that.

A gentle ripple of clear water over pebbles, shining and reflecting in the sunlight.

Someplace in Canada where we went fishing.

A sunset, with nature's most brilliant colours merged into one. Lightly indigo, with touches of red and orange, bordered with a hint of yellow, behind an azure backdrop.

San Diego, and if you would believe, LEGOLAND.

A forest of trees, pale, dark bark, light and dark green, gently merging into a prize winning painting, gentle streams of sunlight bursting through here and there.

I don't have a picture of this, but I can see it now in my head. Golden rays dancing across the crowned leaves, barelt touching, barely kissing. A painter's work of art; the perfect mixture of the most beautiful colours that adorn this world: a touch of gold there sprinkled through a mass of green, rich, vibrant, here and there, a breath of red, of yellow. Gently, the sunlight eases its eay through the leave and the branches, a gentle fresh breath, tickling the smooth green array, breathing fresh life. This of which no words can fully capture the insatiable thirst to dance, to sccream, to laugh, to whisper, of the leaves twirling to the blowing wind.

The reason I put the picture was because I wanted to illustrate that experience true wonders in our lives everyday, everyday, if only we stop enough to bask in the glow of them.

If you're reading this, take some time to think of what wonders are to you. Forget the pile of work calling you, try it. Just put it aside for awhile. Just a few mintues. Beacuse in those few minutes your soul will be imprinted the love and beauty that God gave to this world, and the true importance of God putting us on this planet, third rock from the sun.

It worked for me.

Have a nice day.

~fin~

*this was some time ago...*

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