Fair Flying

This year, I went to Keansburg, NJ on a Group Mission Trip with my cousin's church parish. For a whole week, we worked on peoples' houses who needed our help (whether from Hurricane Sandy, or just from lack of being able to do so themselves). A LOT happened during this week, and I was so happy I decided to go. I took a huge leap of faith and put all my woes and worries into God's hands. I got over my fear of meeting new people, and broke out of my shell. In doing this, I grew as a person and used my hands and feet to do God's work and help people in need for a whole week. In case you're wondering what exactly I did during this week, I kept a log of the stuff that happened so I could share it and spread the word. Each day went as follows: we got up early in the morning to eat and join our crews then go to our work sites and work all day, then every parish gathers in the gym after dinner for evening programs. However, each day brought something more for me than ju...

It's times like these when I can't help but to look towards the light... Because the light is where hope lies. The light reminds us of everything we love and cherish. It holds the key to optimism, and the symbolism of the soul. It's a broadened perspective of how we think that can only continue to open our hearts the more we look towards it. Someone once told me that when you look towards the light in a car it shines on all the imperfections on the windows. It makes our flaws visible. Once we are aware of our own sins, or own unstoppable flaws, we have the strength to journey on. The light isn't just a beacon of hope, it is a rude yet gentle awakening each morning that we can face the day with heads held high. It is a reminder that, underneath all the different skin and hair and personality, we all walk under the same sun. We all face the same demons. And in the end, we will always return to the light. 

it's been bothering me rising in the back of my mind a trap I cannot seem to escape a timeless, endless rewind; I'm stuck in this box I've created but alas, it's not bigger on the inside Been held captive here for too long my brain's been put on override; perhaps when this is all over I'll awake And blink out old dusty tears and I'll conquer all my demons and I'll jinx away all my fears. 

Watching everything come back to life, awaking from a well-earned sleep. . . Feeling the sunshine. . . Dancing in the rain. . . Being barefoot in the cool grass. . . New clothes & a shift in color. . . New beginnings. . . All the sweet, fresh aromas. . . Falling asleep to the croaking of frogs and crickets, & waking up to the chirping of birds. . . Longer and brighter days. . . The exciting atmosphere of new opportunities and lots of plans for the future. . .

The pale face, Once so cold and quiet Becomes pink and gold A warm smile bubbles to the surface As she recalls the days of old; And she spins and twirls And puts on her prettiest gown Dancing away from where she was once bound The cracked dried arms Turn to free swinging hands decorated in lime Collecting each pearl, Each joyous dime; Her perfume is brand new Light and delicious to the core, Addicting and sweeter than that of any department store Her eyes glow Long gone is her frown The light parts her hair And puts silver linings in her gown; She is ready now For the festival of the year Where everyone joins her parade Forever will they revere.

It tastes like sugar, Falling from the sky Maybe God's a baker But I don't know why He only likes sugar In certain dishes He prepares Some don't like them, The many great meals He shares. But I for one Love it This sticky sweet gift It reminds me of older times Of wishes unwished.

Yesterday, one of my friends asked me, "How do you have so much time in your life to care about others and their lives?" The answer to that question?  No idea. But when she said that, I was overwhelmed with joy, and at first I wasn't sure why. I really do genuinely care about everyone, sometimes a little too much. And I suppose, when my friend asked me that and I didn't even have an answer, I felt kind of pleased with myself. I guess I was rather flattered. It's nice to be known as someone who cares about others.  I hope you're all having an excellent weekend!!! & Don't forget to smile. xoxo