December 27, 2004

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give-and-take in 2005

Only because I consent, certain behaviors and circumstances have a free lane to become patterns in my life. It irritates me, and even though I have been able to recognize those recurring patterns, I haven’t been able to completely eliminate them. Consequently, at every end of a year I try to recognize my mistakes and organize a list of commitments for the New Year. Although I hardly ever succeed on keeping with my resolutions, I always spend some time thinking about them, jolting them down in an well ordered list and feeling strong about following them. It is too bad only a few get to become reality and even so, some times only for a short time.

For the new year of 2005 I already have one resolution written down on my mind’s list: “I will only be thoughtful and will only take good care of people who are attentive and caring to me. Reciprocal is the key word for the New Year!”

December 6, 2004

I Knit


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Can my choice be free?

If there is a choice, I believe the majority would choose the easiest way. I understand, though, there are a lot of people out there who love to face a challenge. However, for certain things is better to stick to what one has already mastered. In my case, I always stay with free style. Four times one hundred, fifty of your choice, fifty free.

- can my choice be free?

If the answer is ‘yes’ I just go ahead and swim five thousand yards in free style, for when I swim free I do it without making mistakes, with no effort, no need to think, no risk of drowning, and it is when I can think of my life, meditate, appreciate the sight of little leaves at the bottom of the pool, feel the water embracing my body, feeling so good that I even forget to count, which is something of no importance anymore, for my choice was free!