am ranting tonight…
Well, that might be true in a limited sense – I mean you cannot expect a crop of radishes if you sowed apple seeds. 🙂
But if it were really true in a generic sense, I might have got a whole field full of sunkissed crop everytime I sowed, isn’t it? But looks like it doesn’t happen that way at all. Not in the farm and definitely not in the domain of human interaction. The soil in which you sow and the weather in which you sow matters terribly. Very good seeds might produce nothing or at beast a stunted crop that is undesirable or useless.
Sowing good may not always inevitably yield good. 😐
It all depends on how the gesture is perceived. Even though you might be sowing seeds of potential discontent, if they feel you are sowing good will, you can get away with it. If you can make them feel you have sowed the right crop, they would still buy without doubting. 🙂
You could go on loving a bad man and not make an inch of difference. If where you are investing your affection, isn’t ready or the right kind to receive or respond to what you might put in, it isn’t going to yield anything good. Not a good relationship, not well being – no creative, nurturing synergy. I mean if we care to be honest about these things…
It is not what I do or not do that brings love and attention in my life. It is that other person too. He or she makes me sing or cry, by the way they affect me.
I mean just stop for a moment and think – if I was responsible, would I not be able to do it all the time? Or nearly all the time? The way if am good at singing, I can do so reasonably well everytime am in the mood for it or when I am in good form. There is no two way about this. A fine painter would produce fine painting nearly all the time.
If the power lay with us, we could be with any one in the world, weave our magic and get them to love us and be able to love them too – at will. Like the yogis can. Or saints. But is that really common human attribute? Can we do it at will? Love who we would? Or make who ever we want to love us?
If it were that easy, would it be so precious? It is because it is so uncertain and not dependent on us is why everytime you pull the trump, you go crazy mad with a hollering “YAY!!!”. You did it dude! You got what it takes you wanted 🙂
But even the best of us can’t be sure they can guarantee they would be loved even half of the time.
“The gold is within you. you are your own alchemist”.
Perhaps. Depends on who says that. If it is someone who appreciates you, probably that holds true. Otherwise, I think it depends on who is looking at you and how. Beauty does lie in the eye of the beholder. The alchemist would see that there is gold in you. Someone else may not. Because they need to see to believe it is there. The alchemist simply knows it is there. The alchemist shows that to you! So then you know too that the gold is in you and you feel precious and good about yourself 🙂
And that is why these alchemists that cross our path in life become so important. Their presence in our life adds value in a way that transforms, everything about our lives – the we think, look at people and life and events and at our own silly selves – they make the mundane look like a miracle!
We love them. We remember them. We carry them around in our heads wherever we are. Like a good book once read, they are always a constant source of strength and inspiration – to do good, to think well, to do better, to live and never give up on life.
And so all the dear alchemists in my life, life looks difficult without you people. You are the wind that keeps my spirit airborne and soaring, you are the rock that bears the weight of my stupid jumpy self and uphold me, your presence in my life keeps me afloat and battling the waves – you all keep me alive.
You people are the reason home means something. I am totally, thoroughly dependent on you people for the way I am. And I could not never have survived without you.
All the alchemists in my life – I would not have been who I am without you. You are the reason I sparkle sometimes. You make me feel and be gold:)
It is not me. It is you. You are the alchemist.
Would you folks care to share/spare a thought about the alchemists in your lives here with me so we can smile together for a sec? Unless you want to post of course 🙂 oh and it might be worthwhile visitng Vagabond for her Fall Colours, I couldn’t stop wow-ing!!Her black BG offsets it really well 🙂