I understand
Today was an interesting day. It's been almost a week since I have been running around to get some work done. I still haven't got far but there was nothing I could do today other than wait. At that time I began to question if my running around was worth it or should I just give up. I am not very good at sticking to my plans and its surprising that I am still blogging after 2 months of my first post. I decided that I am going to give the task one last shot and hope for the best.
I also got a call from a guy who hosts one of my favorite radio show about new age music and spirituality. He got my email through my blog (which was very surprising for me) and said he was doing a show on Rumi and wanted me to talk to him about it. I am a very shy person so I tried my best to avoid it but when I felt he was sincere about it I gave in. It was an interesting conversation for me as he was a great listener. After I finished talking to him I felt much better than I have felt in sometime now.
I had received a SMS from Mr Oz a few days ago but I was really down that day so just sent him a reply but didn't continue the exchange. Today I felt a strong urge to speak to him so I called but he was in Japan and didn't recognize my voice so I disconnected. I sent him a SMS later to which he replied and we decided to talk on the weekend when he'd be back home.
I remember that on my return flight from Bali I was a sad but was trying to keep my emotions locked in. I was listening to some music on my Ipod and the song 'Home' by Michael Buble started to play. Mr Oz and I had heard the song a few times in Bali so the moment I heard the song tears started rolling down my eyes. There was an elderly couple sitting on the seat in front of me and the lady caught a glimpse of me crying. In her eyes I saw a emotion that said 'I understand'.
I also got a call from a guy who hosts one of my favorite radio show about new age music and spirituality. He got my email through my blog (which was very surprising for me) and said he was doing a show on Rumi and wanted me to talk to him about it. I am a very shy person so I tried my best to avoid it but when I felt he was sincere about it I gave in. It was an interesting conversation for me as he was a great listener. After I finished talking to him I felt much better than I have felt in sometime now.
I had received a SMS from Mr Oz a few days ago but I was really down that day so just sent him a reply but didn't continue the exchange. Today I felt a strong urge to speak to him so I called but he was in Japan and didn't recognize my voice so I disconnected. I sent him a SMS later to which he replied and we decided to talk on the weekend when he'd be back home.
I remember that on my return flight from Bali I was a sad but was trying to keep my emotions locked in. I was listening to some music on my Ipod and the song 'Home' by Michael Buble started to play. Mr Oz and I had heard the song a few times in Bali so the moment I heard the song tears started rolling down my eyes. There was an elderly couple sitting on the seat in front of me and the lady caught a glimpse of me crying. In her eyes I saw a emotion that said 'I understand'.
Video credits: Christandcoffee
2 comments:
sweety..hang in there and lots of hugs!
Thanks Jorge. Your words want me to keep going on.
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