Tuesday, February 01, 2011
A reminiscence of what I imagined to be a small little living organism. I think I am stuck in a childhood illusion, with those bright little lighted flowers that float and shimmer in the darkness on the waters. The flowers' beauty that gets unfolded with each crease and curve. Isn't that a pretty sight to behold? (:

I've received a gift from Shirlyn, a dear primary school classmate of mine and it has proven to be a very inspirational read. And yes, I acknowledge my goldfish memory of mine. I will just post up the key ideas I've extracted from the book so far.

And two of which were to allow a child to develop their own sense of creativity whether it is to ask personally to paint his/her own room and to allow them to have a freedom of their own without restricting them much in what they really wish to do. The moral? To let a child continue his dreams, allowing him to let his imagination flow. Get him to believe he can do it. And then, I start wondering...what had caused me to hide inside my own shell? This shell that requires coaxing and adapting before anyone can see the real me. See what I truly want to do.

In the course of my life throughout these years toward my 21st. I've encountered several obstacles, which I've gradually relented and hence, accepted in my life. Obstacles which blinded me on every path I wanted to go. But to think of it now, even though I've been encouraging my friends to take this obstacle as a challenge and to weave their way around it, I for one do not practice what I preach. Instead, I've slammed myself onto this obstacle. Right smack in the middle. Not even a single part of my body was peeking out from this huge 'wall'. It is as if I've sacrificed my dreams, my inspiration to it. I've dreamt a dream, but I've caused it to remain as a dream..thinking that I will never have the capabilities to do so.

Will I be able to love the work I am doing? That's up to me. Will I love myself for being the person I am portraying. That's up to me. Will I love the listless life I lead because I refuse to break out from this person I am now letting others know? That's up to me.

And for this, I would really love to get back on my feet and tread through this difficult path...to uncover a different set of confidence, a new set of goals. And shed a part of my shell to show the style I would love to adopt ((:

If you have the will, there is always a way...don't they always say?
In my case, the will will be to create opportunities and open doors to improvement.