Thursday, August 30, 2001


Sunday, August 26, 2001

I am not feeling good about myself..I can not seem to make the right choices. I am aware that I can not make everyone happy.
Amazing how self confidence and strength evaporates.
You need everything to make the right choices; the heart, the mind and the gut. It seems that it is rare when all three are available.
I feel so many things all at once and empty all at the same time.
Maybe I am just a coward, not wanting to face up to the difficult quesions.

Saturday, August 18, 2001

Dreams what keep us alive

In Robert Cooper's book the other 90%, the author qoutes his grandfather and importance of Big Dreams:
Which of your dreams are so big that only your heart - and not your head - can hold them ?

I feel that it is irrelevent if dreams are realistic or not
In one of my favourite movies is Bridges of Madison County, Robert , Client Eastwood charcter says:
The old dreams were good dreams; they didn't work out, but glad I had them.

Sunday, August 12, 2001

Bagger Vance

Watched a film last night called the legend of Bagger Vance
The film is directed by Robert Redford and tells the story of a promising golf player. He excelled in everything he did.
When War I broke out, he went to fight. He survived only to be damaged mentally and emotionally by what he saw in the war.
He returns home a broken man, not wanting any hero welcome and never goes back to the girl he left behind.
With the depression, he is asked to represent his town in The Golf tournament of the decade. He accepts only after pressure from his community butt the truth is that he lost his swing.

A mysterious caddy arrives, Bagger Vance. He tells Junuh, to stop thinking and let his authentic swing come to life. At first, Junuh does not get it and is humiliated by his weakness. Eventually he opens up. Opens up his heart to knowing his demons. He decides to come out of the shadows and to feel the field. To let go. To be happy just to play.

Some moments in the film are slightly weak but the writing is outstanding.

Swing Your Authentic Swing

I saw Junah look to Bagger Vance. We were on the sixth tee and there was no doubt what the glance meant. He wanted to see the Field. Vance grinned, with a teasing glint.
"Think you can handle it now? Yes! Now your will is engaged. Now you want the prize."
"Isn't that what I'm supposed to want?" Junah whispered back, somewhat shaken by Vance's teasing tone. "Isn't that what you told me?"
"All I want is that you swing your Authentic Swing."
Junah let out a breath, frustrated. "Please don't confuse me again, Bagger. I thought you wanted me to win."
"I couldn't care less about winning," the mysterious fellow answered. "I care about you."
Bagger Vance Lets Junah See The Field Again
He put his hand on Junah's shoulder. Junah knew what was coming. It did.
This time Vance did not ask me to share the vision; I remained on the outside, watching Junah much as a sober man may observe a drink.
"We are speaking of a State of Grace," Vance told Junah as they squinted up this gale-swept 230-yard par three, "which is by definition as aspect of the divine. You have blundered through this portal in the past, by my assistance and by happy accident, as every golfer has. Now observe it with eyes open. Learn from I . . . "

Saturday, April 07, 2001

Another week has passed. Day followed day. I tried hard to run ahead of my days. Trying as hard as possible to taste time and life. But beleive me it is hard for us, dear mortals. Thoughts..Thoughts come and go. What you really wanna say springs to my heart but my mind stops any word coming out of my mouth. Why are we afraid of doing what we want??. I really wonder. This world keeps pushing us more to become reserved and an Island on our own. Why ?
WE are only on this planet like a flicker of light. The only thing is to help alight another small flicker of light, to keep this drak vast universe shimmer with some light..some hope.
There is nothing like Hope and courage mixed together.

Sunday, April 01, 2001

Read those beautiful quotes about Following ones own dream

If you can imagine it you can create it. If you can dream it, you can become it.
Ward, William Arthur

Dwell as near as possible to the channel in which your life flows.
Thoreau, Henry David

Energy creates energy. It is by spending oneself that one becomes rich.
Bernhardt, Sarah

If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.
Thoreau, Henry David

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
Roosevelt, Eleanor Dream is not a revelation. If a dream affords the dreamer some light on himself, it is not the person with closed eyes who makes the discovery but the person with open eyes lucid enough to fit thoughts together. Dream- a scintillating mirage surrounded by shadows- is essentially poetry.
* Michel Leiris

You see things; and you say "Why?" But I dream things that never were; and I say "Why not?"
* George Bernard Shaw

Saturday, March 31, 2001

Went to visit a friend who just had a baby. I looked at the beautiful little dude. Unbelievable!
As I went to sleep, I listened to the BBC world service on the Internet and heard the violence in Palestine.
The two thing somehow connected; The divine gift of a baby and promise of a better future yet the world is moving increasing into uninhabital place of violence and intolerance. You wonder, do poeple and espacially politicians see the divine beauty in babies, if they do why do they take such short term solutions. Such as Bush and his rejection of the Koyoto treaty on global warming.