MyITLife

  The Aliens in my house Not the extra terrestrial kind No, not at all These are the ones  I choose to live with Day in and day out First there is the Living breathing talking kind Walking about in their pyjamas Always asking questions "Where are my shoes?" "Where are the car keys?" "Where is food?" Never ending list of questions That I need to find answers to Then there is the invisible kind Always in my head Without speaking Without showing themselves Giving all the answers Directly to my mind "5 years" "49%" "Less than 30" I think I need to pick a side Who I like better Questioners or Answerers? Pretty simple choice really When you think about it I'd rather have the questions And create my own answers Than being given answers To questions I don't ask !

  After all the conspiracy theories, when there was an announcement that the Princess is taking treatment for cancer, everyone took a step back from the poking and prodding.   I just couldn't but help look back at how my family handled my diagnosis and treatment. The funny thing is actually there weren't much difference. They followed similar tack ticks. There was a big family event coming up and I was not going to be attending. My family went into over drive immediately planning and figuring out , what to tell, how to tell, when to tell and whom to tell.  Initially they would confirm to anyone who asks that I was attending. As the date got close, they began to say "Maybe she might not attend as she might have to under go an operation. Waiting on doctors advice" By this time I had already had surgery and was on to chemo. On the day they just said that I couldn't get time off from work.  I am not saying we are important like the Royal Family, just that any family...

Anger Flaring up like a volcano Spreading flames like a bushfire How things have changed From when we first met Time, Place, Circumstances All the sweet talk Engulfed by anger Who is this person We hardly know each other Momentarily the mind travels back What did I love about this person Can we go back there Can we forget about now Go back to the past Is he thinking the same thing? How much he has changed Can I forgive him for this pain ? Can I ? Is it me who has changed? My opinion about him My circumstances My outlook in life Maybe he hasn't changed at all Can I ? Can I forgive myself ? For hating him Can I love the me Hating him To love him again

  I love the rain A monk told me recently I do too I said but not when it is drizzling all day like now Oh I love that too she said Oh it is a hassle for me when I have to dry clothes for school and work  I used to love the rain when I was small Specially when we had to go to school That was the best day in school Harder the rain the more determined we were to go to school School buses were late Teachers didnt turn up  Classrooms were flooded Water puddles everywhere We would build paper boats and race Trying to find the biggest puddle Who could make the biggest boat Whose would stay upright the longest We get a free play date with all our friends  But dont you have a covered area to dry your clothes She persisted I then realised I was looking for an excuse,  Simple pleasures in life forgotten As we get caught up in everyday life When did we stop caring About the little things That bring immense joy Fond memories of our carefree childhood How I wish I could go t...

  1 What? 2 Excuse me? 3 Are you serious? 4 What was that really? 5 What is wrong with you? 6 I can’t believe you said that? 7 How could you say something like that? 8 Do I look like I am dead now? 9 Are you saying that I look like a ghost? 10 How do you think that is making me feel now? 11 How can you live with yourself after saying that to me? 11 What made you actually say something like that to me? 10 Were you thinking of me or were you being insightful? 9 What if I really did remind him of death? 8 Is that a good thing or bad thing? 7 Maybe I was helping him some way? 6 To look at his life differently? 5 To be open to death 4 Maybe to look ahead 3 Be prepared now 2 To face 1 It NB Someone actually said this to me, seeing me after treatment. 

  What does it mean t o be alert and relaxed? It  seems to be, t he obvious paradox When you are alert,  y ou are always waiting For something to happen, that you are wanting How can you relax w hen your heart is raising Waiting for something that could be amazing And then again y ou can really be alert When you are playing with a child or crossing a street    But are you relaxed i n any of those places? Far from it  if you think of those spaces You could only be both when you have inner peace When your mind is relaxed a nd your body is at ease !