The Gift of Carpe Diem

Carpe Diem

Seize the day.

Grab. Hold. Don’t. Let. Go.

I rose this morning to start my new day, a day like no other. My eyes opened in my room; my mind was in the 4th dimension.

I chose upon waking, to be unorthodox, a contrarian, someone I’m usually not.

What changed, today of all days?

What wonders await me? Not to wonder, is a choice as well, like I had chosen on any other given day.

What changed, today of all days? My eyes are no longer wide shut, but reborn, waiting to embrace and to seize previously unrecognizable opportunities.

What changed, today of all days? I saw further this day. I recognized more. Travel or create? Should I laze or toil to no avail? Should I be the voice of charities or the voice of masses?

What changed, today of all days? Only time will tell, for each day is unique. What a gift I realized today of all days is. Ours to embrace, ours to enjoy, or ours to hate.

What changed, today of all days? The freedom of Carpe Diem. The freedom to seize the day.

The peaks and valleys are mine to choose, mine to nurture or mine to cast.

The power of choice begins anew at wake, for my mind is then at its clearest.

Carpe Diem.

"Gift-of-Word" Gifts

As I am sure all of you have noticed, I have given you 33 "Gift-of-Word" gifts over the last little while.

Each word gift represents a small window into my soul and how I approach life. It isn’t by accident that these word gifts were made available in my thoughts to me; I didn’t know that these word gifts were ever available to me, or that I would share them or I could get the words out to share them.

These words which I consider gifts just arose to the surface of my consciousness and spewed forth, so that I felt they needed to be shared with you, my family, my friends and colleagues who have surrounded me over the years.

It was tough being a lonely, disappointed child, with few friends, bullied, abused, always feeling unworthy in the eyes of my dad except when he wanted something from me. I don’t resent him in any way for I truly believe he could not help it. It was a big hill to climb, knowing that people have hidden agendas, using you, abusing you along the way because you appeared and were vulnerable. I did not let this hinder me, but empower me.

I am not saddened by the events in my early life as I look back, but gladdened in hindsight that my early days have given me the word-gifts today so that I could share them with you. The experience to know that I am a much better person because of the trials I went through, the heartaches, the wishes that never came true, those were the early years not the later years.

You might think that I am going through a healing process, but for me this is not the case, it’s just something I have had the urge to do, to give back. I want people to know that there is always hope even in the direst of circumstances, for better-ness, not bitterness. If you can be brave enough to look past the negativity surrounding you, you can and will heal in the process. Accepting to inwardly heal will open your eyes onto a pathway that you can walk along, one step at a time, even if they are baby steps.

The thirty-three-word gifts are; Senses, Miracles, Purpose, Love, Knowledge, Words, Days, Innocence, Dreams, Humour, Lies, Self, Charity, Life, Giving, Mercy, Peace, Hope, Cure, Faith, Memories, Time, Wisdom, Courage, Thought, Journey, Friendship, Soul, Penalty of Words. Innocence, Xmas’s, Past and Future, Tongues, Carpe Diem.

If you missed a word-gift, PM me, and I will deliver the ones you missed.

Taken all together they form the essence of who we really are, of who we can become, if only we embrace some or all of these gift-words.

They’re power-words to live by, and you may not agree with some of what I wrote, but it is an open window and let there be light. There are too many closed windows today that need to be opened to let the fresh air in. A change in the air allows new thoughts to formulate, resulting in positivity.

I am not bitter, because I choose not to be.

I choose not to be sad, because I choose not to be.

I do not live in the past, because I choose not to.

Instead, I choose to give the Gifts of Words, and choose to make a difference everyday around my space, and I choose to look positively ahead.

Amen,

Wawa