28th July 2011 Good Night, My Angel

"Good night my angel, sleep well. Papa and Mama love you very much." So murmured with tears the father of Amy Winehouse, to the lifeless body of his daughter. He must have said those words countless times to his little girl, parting her hair away from her temples, planting a kiss on her forehead, on her then warm skin, while tugging her snugly under the soft fleecy blanket on the cosy bed. That comforting ritual would have been repeated night after night to safeguard her from bad dreams.

But she grew up and the nightmares came on one unexpected point, enveloping her in heavy black clouds of dubious and false reality, and she got lost.

 

Behind steel and concrete, façades of conviction and complacence, deep down we remain children seeking a reassuring hand to grasp us, a smile of an accomplice to indulge us, or a warning in time when we are on the point of straying into the wrong path; no matter how much is in our bulging bank account, how beautiful, popular and safe we feel. We are born fragile, and die the same fragile being. The riches, the power, the security we had constructed crumble and vanish. We can take nothing of that in the transit.

At the end, all that matters is that we have loved and have been loved. The emotion and the thought that although we have been defeated by demons, for someone, at some moment, we were an angel.

 

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28th July 2011 Tears In The Rain

Failure doesn't exist. Not in what a lady friend refers to her life, as failure forms part of life, anyone's life. You go up, you go down, sometimes you laugh, other times you cry; you fall flat and you pick yourself up again. There's always another start, a new beginning and the best is, you might even achieve the success you desire or deserve.

Every person and everything constantly changes, you too although you might not truly realized it. It's the nature of the universe. There are cycles in life that goes on and concludes, closing up one period and opening up another, at times changing and at times transforming. There's endless access to new knowledge and information that will transform you a little at a time, continuously. One of these might just be what helps you to achieve what you have always dreamed of.

The you today are likely not the same as the you yesterday. Because it's a new day you never had before. Until you set out to live it in the fullest way you know how, you never know what might come your way. Why cry for yesterday? Good or bad yesterday is gone and done with. So, open your heart with a smile, and see what today brings. Happiness may or may not last forever, but painful moments would pass with time, like tears in the rain. Why not imitate Gene Kelly, dance instead?

 

She came into the coffee bar this morning red-eyed from crying too much yesterday, and after our coffee, croissants and the chat , she left smiling and said she's going home to pick up the pieces she left scattering in the house, dump them in the bin, and dance.

 

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