"Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.."- Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Archive for March 24, 2013

STOP BULLYING

To This Day Project – Shane Koyczan

This video will make you cry if you’ve been one of the bullied children described in here , like I was.

You will feel the pain , it’s so emotional, so inspirational and most importantly, so true.

People nowadays, don’t know the effect of words. Words mean something, words hurt, break or heal.

One nice word can light up a whole lifetime and one cruel one can darken a lifetime.

Do what’s right and help STOP bullying NOT increase it.

Many thanks to my friend, John Bohannon who kindly showed me this video. He is a fantastic teacher, writer, blogger and soul.

John, I am happy that you did not give up blogging, you have shared with us things that mean so much.

http://jpbohannon.com/


Music for My Heart


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Black & White

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Friendship

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I have spent the last days in a lot of stress doing something that was very difficult to handle with but that was very important for a person I know, an ex-colleague of ours that was in a very degraded mental state and needed help to get back home in Poland. I have asked for the help of several people so that we can all help her, so it was a team work involving 9 people, but since I was the one that sheltered her I felt more responsible and at some points quite scared of what was going on because there were few moments when the situation almost got very badly out of control.
In this stress we’ve been through few people amazed me. Few of my colleagues came to spend a night here with us just to make sure we can supervise and keep safe a girl that wanted rather to die than to live.  Another colleague (that a month ago was telling me how he does not even have someone to be there in the hospital with him while being operated)  said: “I am at the other end of the phone when you need to call or need help.” Yes, I did need help and advice in the middle of the night when the girls showed me an empty blister of sleeping tablets that the girl threw away before going to sleep, thing that in our mind only meant that she could have tried to kill herself rather than get back home to her family. Thank God she did not take all those pills, but I don’t want anyone to experience what we felt that moment and the few hours later when we all have done our best and kept her awake and talking just to make sure she is fine.
Now that the whole thing ended well and she is safe with her family I keep remembering things. I stop and give a very good thought about life in general and my life as it is. I have asked for help so that I can myself be able to help. Some have been true friends and have got involved, while others have been extremely selfish and turned their back on a girl that has been working with them only weeks before. I have seen the true character of some and now I know from whom I will keep my distance and who deserves my friendship. Life is tough and life goes on, yes. I have always been there for all kind of people, of which some don’t have feelings for others and don’t care about anyone but themselves. And so I came to the conclusion that I will be more selective in being friendly from now on.
I have always thought that a true friend is the one you can call any time, even at 3 o’clock in the night if you are in deep trouble. Or someone that would stay up all night to be there with you when you go through hell. I knew the theory but now I have seen again the reality.
Ask yourself two questions my friends: who can you call at 3 o’clock in the night? And who is there to help you when you need support, when you are in trouble and pain?
Much love to you all.

Ela


Pieces

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I met you once in a dream, then I don’t even know when I lost you.
Silence speaks to me instead of you, I have never spoken to it so loud.
Was it me in your heart or you lost yourself to so many others that you lost me too?
I should stop thinking that there will be in another life
A time when I will feel that you gave me more than crumbs of your love
They feel like pieces of glass cutting through me,
Like bullets ready to get out of a gun pressed against this heart of mine.
Press the trigger, murder it so I can stop feeling.

memyselfandela, 2013