Friday, February 5, 2010

Song in my heart

The promise by Tracy Chapman.

Like the fifth time I replay it...most soothing of songs I know

It is used a lot in AIESEC conferences especially for sentimental presentations and even goodbye slides.... Okay this blog is not meant to mention AIESEC too much but rather draw thoughts and learnings....So I have to restrain myself..though this post will refer a lot to the experience that is AIESEC...

So the song: I think it was played in one of the very sentimental conf. I just cant remember which one. I just remember feeling overwhelmingly aware of the emotions that were welling up inside me.....[song is ending...time to click replay again. it is the soundtrack as I write this post; It is just beautiful....it is a mix of sad, sweet and just peaceful.....hmmm]

Over the past week, I realised that I really enjoy looking out for people in terms of what they should know and in terms of contributing my opinion....part of what my career calling should include:-)
I just enjoy making connections with people and finding potential/or achieving potential in people and situations...

I love my job!

I love the person I am becoming or that I am aware of now....
I talk a lot about AIESEC because it is making the Fiona I am and that I will become....like I just read somewhere...the best-version-of-myself. Hopefully I am supporting AIESEC Kenya members to be aware and motivated to become the-best-version-of-themselves :-)

Song ending now....

Blog post ends now...

'Missing' Thing

An old random string of thought worth including here:

What exactly is missing someone?
What does it mean?

Everywhere people say 'i miss you' 'av missed you'. Is missing of thought or of illusion?

Do i all the time think of that person that i claim to miss and that is how i knw i miss them?

Or do i simply notice their absence in all that i do?

Noticing their absence is indeed done in thought.

But is that noticing of absence natural or is it manipulated by your mind?

Do you notice absence out of the blue, like the physical body for example triggering this.. Or do you notice absence consciously? And do you control the noticing or does it just happen? Can you sit down and tell yourself..okay now I will start 'missing'? And will this be real or rather fake?

Wait...is missing all in the mind? Whether triggered by my physical surroundings or not..it seems to be all mental. And if it is all mental, is it affected by my moods or emotions and vice versa?

Do i 'miss' more when i am sad or it more when am happy? To answer this question..how the heck would i even measure amount of missing? 'I miss you loads' 'I miss you so much' . How do i know when its 'loads' or 'much'? By the length of time I have been doing the missing or by the object of my missing?

Can i say 'miss you loads/much' to everyone or just those am emotionally(or whatever other way) attached to or want to be attached to?

In that case, am i really missing them or just wanting them around?

Does my number of thoughts about someone actually measure my 'missing'?

And is there a timeline for this thing called 'missing'? Can I say 'missing you' to a person after one day in the same capacity as I would to a person after twenty years? Does 'missing' have a timeline or deadline?

Is it all about emotion and feeling? Or an occupation for an idle mind?

If it is all about emotion and feeling, then could it be a mere creation of our minds? A mere side-effect of emotion?

There are many emotions.

Can i actually miss someone i dnt like?

Like my high school matron?

Can I?

Is missing also determined by amount of time spent with the person or is emotional attachment still a bigger influence?

I dont at all miss the random guy i was in a lift with.

But for sure I would say I miss my long-term friends who have been overseas for a couple of years for their studies

Is missing or using the words 'missing you' also a feedback trigger? Like someone telling another ' I miss you' only so that he can be a judge of the other's emotional state and if 'I miss you' is the reply..then the feelings are 'mutual'

Actually, is 'missing' a tool or an end?

Be careful where, how, why, to whom and at what moment you doing this missing thing.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Love for possibilities!

What is this allure to the language of possibilities?
Today I sat with my AIESEC team and we brainstormed on possibilities that we can make happen....after, I went to meet two of my closest friends at a coffee bar and same thing...we spoke of possibilities. In my walk to my room, I realised my adrenalin had been churned....I was suddenly quite happy and excited over nothing in particular. Wow!I relised that I just love the wide scope that is possibility! It is almost like a clay that you are given and told to make whatever you can out of it. Some people will decide to make the obvious random round blob or if with a bit of creativity, they will flatten it..to something in the lines of a plate or whatever....sadly most will not go that extra mile to make that clay one heck of an experience. The rare clay receiver will be one who thinks out of the box and makes a detailed head, car or spoon from it....Yes, maybe we are usually given the clay of life's possibilities and we choose to do the obvious, the expected, the mediocre.....maybe because it is the safer, simpler, hassle-free option...No need to smear clay all over your whole hand and clothes right?
I dont think this is truly living....part of the excitement of everyday is to have something to look forward to. It doesn't make much sense if what you look forward to is just the normal..the usual..then from there on it stops being something to look forward to....pretty much something to look back at....or to look at.
So I see possibility as a clear driving force of who I am and what I do and choose to do! Possibility is the clay I am given by life and I have the power to mould something from it. And it is for you to look out for the clay....it is not clearly marked. You need to have special possibility eyes to notice the clay. And amazingly, each day, you can choose to dream of how that clay will be moulded but in the end, dont forget to actually mould it!
The language of possibility is my language! Potentiality is my playground!