This year I learned that my body and my mind don’t communicate with each other. One can be weaker than the other; it doesn’t matter which is weaker, either way, I suffer. This year I know I’ve underperformed, for reasons best kept to myself. But one important take home lesson is that I should believe in myself more. I really should. It’s something I’ve struggled for a long time, but this time it hit me hard. This year I felt there were more downs than ups for me, but maybe that’s not true. I do have many blessings too. I…
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Souls in Love By Hands Percussion If our souls can be weighed, how much is given to love? No one remains alone forever. We are bound by love. Love is familiar. It is a part of us as we live and breathe, at every waking moment. Yet, can any of us truly grasp its meaning? Is there even a meaning to love? Some say that modern day love is only imagery – it is passionate, it overwhelms, and is selfish. We kill love with trivialities – who has taken too much, who has given too little. No one should stay…
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To many, running a marathon is probably no big deal. But to me, it’s no small feat. My memories of childhood consists more of seeing the doctor for coughs, colds, asthmas (albeit only mild ones) and almost nothing on being active in any sports. The only memories that were sports-related were the many times when I broke my glasses playing basketball. Even then, I wasn’t really playing- all I remembered was everyone fighting over the ball and the next thing I knew I felt it smashed into my face and my glasses either broke into half or went out of…