i am a part of all that i have met

a human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. he experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. this delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.

we are the leaves of one branch, the drops of one sea, the flowers of one garden.

all is a miracle

it's been over a year since my last post. i must be completely honest, i'd forgotten i even had this blog until about fifteen minutes ago. throughout late elementary, middle, and early high school, i always kept journals; i wrote at least once a week, if not more. i still love reading through them and recalling all the things so small or trivial i'd forgotten, events so huge i felt they defined parts of my adolescence, and all the other interesting things you find in diaries. at times, i wish i still kept a steady journal, but i can rarely find either the time or motivation to write in one.

so, it is my vow to keep up, occasionally, on this blog... as well as my own personal journal, for all the things that you don't want to read (maybe) and that i don't wish you to see! ;) i highly doubt that many people read, or even know of, this blog, but then again, i think most blogs are kept for the sake of the one writing in them. am i the only one to feel this way?

well, i really shouldn't be posting write now anyways (considering i am in the middle of finals week), but before i finish i wish to leave you with this quote:

"people usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. but I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child -- our own two eyes. all is a miracle." -thich nhat hanh

this could not be more true and i can only hope that someday all will find it to be so. until next time.