Of Roses and Honeysuckles

Both sweet smelling flowers that has some therapeutic nature. I love how they are ease up the mood. Rose is strong and sweet and Honeysuckle is divinely sweet. Oh, Lord there double whammy of sugar.

If I'm not too bold to also add that they are associated with healings and aphrodisiac. They just soothes the senses and relax your whole body, providing a very luxurious comfort and heightens the feminine energy. Languid and sexy, bold but not vulgar. Prude
but not afraid.

Honeysuckle is almost non-existent in the country I live in. Well thanks to the weather. On the other note Roses grows lusciously in the colder areas. So what I don't have I make do with the essential oils.

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Growing and still growing

Hello there everyone, or just me and myself. 

This blog is going to be my third after successfully loosing my previous ones, two i suppose, due to my very incredible memory that chooses to somehow retain every single memory from the past but yet easily able to forget the email addresses to my blog. Sad but true.

 

I have been so frustrated of myself, but hey maybe they were never meant to be. But one could only wonder and hope to finally fit in properly.

 

So, here I am growing and still growing.

At the age of 26 I am already feeling like 80. Seriously I begin to wonder, what does being old mean? Do years actually matter? Or is it the fact that I have came to except life as it is? To be contended at last.

Most of my time spent in front of books (at the moment) or sometimes sketching portraits of my friends or families.

I can pretty much say that I don't really have anything to want or ask for in life, except that deep inside of me I always want to be grateful to everything I have.

I have come to realize how easily we tend to sway from being grateful and contended. Its like we have to be always reminded of to say thanks and to count our blessings. We tend to blame others for the chaos around us but, we forget that we are the very reason why we are in the chaos in the first place. At least that is what I go through.

It is hard to go on doing something and then being disrupted or disturbed by others opinions. Forgetting that they too are just like us. Finding their spot on earth, to be themselves and pursuing their dream or destiny.

Everyday is a constant battle to keep on our own journey, and stop the unnecessary pit-stops we do, to nose-in to others life and to whine about the things we face in our journey or the people we meet in our journey.

Yet, its the same thing day after day. To have that little moment of contentment and the strength to pursue and move forward. So what is it to be young and what is it to be old? Sometimes I think maybe its the excitement that makes one young. Excited about life, about people about every single thing they do as though its just been presented to them.

So my comrades, we grow,  and we still keep on growing. And the best part is to appreciate every moment it gives and experiencing it, feeling it. 

But, honestly I do fall out of my line and in need of good guidance.
So here I grow and still keep on growing.