Another year, another change, another struggle.
Another laugh, another tear, another momento.
Wishing for more, then for less, having enough.
Realizing each day is more than the value of blood.

The value of air, the value of what´s free.
The worth of friends and of bonding sprees.
The virtue of knowing that family isn´t DNA.
But a bond that transcends all differences, and understands.

Understands that life is not a series of fights, 
that it doesn´t matter who wins the mosts contests.
But to love despite of the personalities, 
because I can´t take myself to seriously.

If I believe in myself I won´t spend my life in vain, 
Looking for shapes in the clouds and finding them, 
Seeing only the fly, instead of enjoying the soup.
Enjoy your soup, and know that there´s more where it came from.

Arrivederci 2010
Rebe :P

Frase de Blue Like Jazz,

It is always the simple things that change our lives. And these things never happen when you're looking for them to happen. Life will reveal answers at the pace life wishes to do so. You feel like running, but life is on a stroll. This is how God does things.

Too much of our time is spent trying to chart God on a grid, and too little is spent allowing our hearts to feel awe. By reducing Christian spirituality to formula, we deprive our hearts of wonder.

In the churches I used to go, I felt like I didn't fit in. I always felt like the adopted kid, as if there was "room at the table for me". DO you know what I mean? I was accepted but not understood.There was room at the table for me, but I wasn't in the family.

"No. I've tried to put words to it, you know, but I can't. I'm just really tired. Mentally drained. I feel like I am jumping through hoops or something. I don't feel like God is teaching through me, I feel like I'm a fake person you know. I say what I need to say, do what I need to do, but I don't really mean it."

I think the things we want most in life, the things we think will set us free, are not the things we need.

If there was a guy who just liked being himself and didn't want to be anybody else, that guy would be the most different guy in the world and everybody would want to be him.


To write symphonies is complicated, just as our lives are like half baked symphonies, where we can only see the dots hanging from the sticks in the pentagram which is our time and space.
To us it just seems random disaster, an abstract painting, a childlike scribble.
But we must hang to the hope that it's not as arbitrary as it seems, that maybe its logical, but a type of logical we can't comprehend.
Because we're one of the notes in this world wide composition. Too small to get in the mind of our universal Chopin.


Slow down, your mind.
Release the accelerator.
Reset and rewind, 
Let go of control.

Let go of the pressure
Of your internal deadlines, 
Life is not like its dreamt.
Life has a mind of its own
That surpasses our wildest guess.
Stop predicting and just follow, 
and don't just follow but act, 
Cease reacting and ignite.
Burn like a kite, 
A kite in an electric storm.


Danke Leben!
Ana Rebe