Category: LivzLetLivz’s Musings


People now have become so wrapped in superficial issues like hair and make up, clothes and cars, boyfriends and girlfriends, necking and sex – all soaking like a sponge from entertainment, social forums and books. Sure they can be fun and interesting, but how I wish they would be taught and encouraged other qualities of humbleness, strength, courage and values; a boundary where certain things need to come to a stop. Finding out who you are as a person, what your interests are, are definitely more important.
Considering we all live in a society governed by artificiality, superficiality and prejudice, dreams seem to be more real than reality. I don’t blame people being taken by the social forums, the glitter, and thirst to be associated with celebrities or anyone close to entertainment or even the ones who are prominent in their own little part of the world. Enjoying things for what they are, being content with what’s bestowed on them, empathy for another human being, all have gone for a toss.
As much as they want to be associated with status, they can’t stand hearing different versions of things in life. A difference of words seems to be the cause of a break in a relationship. Hiding behind a facade and in the name of free speech, being judgmental has become the fashion of the season. Prejudice in the name of opinion is rampant, superficiality seems to rule the roost and artificiality adorns a person as easy as a smile!
How frustrating it is not to talk about things that really matter to us. Because the more we talk, high are the odds of people saying things that would hurt us. So we keep quite, letting the things that are gnawing a hole inside us, away from all to avoid the hurt. And we blame everyone and everything under the sky for the kind of world we live in today, except self. Hypocrisy scales the heights of immeasurability!
I wish people would realize that the world is a sphere and not a center!

Oftentimes we reflect on our lives and wonder how we came to be at a certain crossroad or a path, how we ended where we are today. This may apply to anything in life, be it career, marriage, personal decisions, choices we have made and crises we have lived through. Isn’t a path just that? A means of getting from one place to another, made up of faces and events, one baby step after another.
In the path of our lives, we don’t have the luxury of seeing or forecasting where our footsteps may lead us in a certain path that we have chosen to walk. Every decision we take or a choice we make, leads us to more paths and so on, until by the end of our days, our life is one continuous thread of paths, all sewn to make the final trail.
Now, isn’t this the rhythm of life? Isn’t this how a perfect life is supposed to be? Lot of people may live with the impression that a perfect life is a long-term goal achieved through hoops and loops, searching for the right moment, accumulating a bank balance, nesting a huge mansion, possess brands and so on and so forth – an unending desire to gain more and an unrelenting search for that elusive ‘happiness’.
What about now? What about this moment in time? What about this second where we are sitting in our kitchen drinking coffee with our loved ones, what about this moment of cuddling next to our loved ones watching TV or what about this minute when your children are talking with us about their school life, friends and concerns? Isn’t this normalcy and isn’t normalcy perfect!!
We need to remember that we can’t make everyone happy in our lives. We choose our priorities and we go after them. We have to let people go and this is perfectly fine – be it a friend or a relation. We have to let the past remain in the past. Everyone can be a part of our journey, but only a few can remain until the end, even if it is a family member. No guilt!
I’ve lived, I’ve loved, I’ve lost, I’ve missed, I’ve trusted, I’ve hurt, I’ve made mistakes, but most of all, I’ve learned. And I’ve learned that ‘Perfect life is all about creating our perfect moments.’

It’s so sad. So very sad, how plastic and artificial life has become. It keeps getting harder and harder to find the real things – real feelings, real smiles, real relationships, real friends, real love, real body parts…
It seems that the more technologically advanced humans get, the more isolated we seem to become. It is really alarming how we spend our entire lifetime doing all kind of activities and yet we don’t seem to be getting any closer to whom we really are inside!
I’ve never being a material girl. I’ve never lusted for big houses, brands, expensive jewelry or fast cars. I do love my vices though, with a passion – books and clothes and these shopping sprees range from Barnes and Nobles to Macys to Ross.
I love being on social forums yet I treasure those chats I have in person with my children, sans technology. I don’t need an IPhone to schedule an appointment with my husband, but I rely on spontaneity to take us on a walk together. Though I love reading opinions on life from different walks of the world, I have the common sense to reserve judgment, taxing god’s given brains to think for them.
There seems to be a regression in progression. Competition replaced good old sportsman spirit. Jealousy and greed take precedence over honest friendships and relationships. The lust to excel one over the other, takes the parents away from listening to what their children really want and/or need. The hustle bustle of man made hectic gadget life, seems to mute our vocal chords.
I am enthralled as the next person, with a gadget in my life. But I’ve learned not to forget the genuine moments in life. As my husband constantly reminds me, “be in the moment”, whether it is two minutes or two hours, that is what’s more important in keeping the communication lines open, giving your time to humans rather than machines and letting know those important people in our lives are just that, important!
Measured in quantity, weighed in $$ and compared in lineage desperately needs to become measured in humanity, weighed in attention and compared in humility. Simple, easy and technologically free!
And I love stopping to hug my husband (should he get that lucky ;)) and children or friends, as much as I love stopping to smell that coffee in my kitchen!! Sensual and pure pleasure!!!

FAMILY TIES

FAMILY – A circle of grandparents, parents, children and extended family, filled with love and affection, sprinkled with arguments and disagreements, bonded with loyalty and support.
Then again everyone is not so fortunate to be a part of this wholesome equation. I have always believed and still believe that families are made in the hearts, not by blood. Family is family, and is not determined by marriage certificates, divorce papers, and adoption documents. The only time family becomes null is when those ties in the heart are cut. If you cut those ties, those people are not your family. If you make those ties, those people are your family. And if you hate those ties, those people will still be your family because whatever you hate will always be with you.
I remember a home filled with people and laughter. I have memories of long summer family vacations and huge celebrations. I cherish colorful festivities and large gatherings. Now I see a house empty and alone. The foundations have become victims of age and the fledglings have found their own route to their goals.
And a lot has happened between the time of death and birth. We all have our setbacks and have lost family in our journey of life. Holding onto family and nurturing those ties to keep them strong is not a one-way street. Nor is it the responsibility of one person or of any age. It is a two-way street, whether young or old. We are humans first and cannot be dropped into a preconceived bucket of clichéd living.
I don’t believe in doing things just because I am supposed to do so. Call me dysfunctional or unconventional, but I want to make sure I live for myself and not for the society. Human empathy and compassion, values and discipline, habits and morals are what are more important for my family and me, than trying to live a life riddled with judgments and grudges.
Take it from someone who knows firsthand, there’s a lot to be said for forgiveness. Grudges seldom hurt anyone except the one bearing them. How I wish a family would move above these man-made boundaries. I wish they give importance to family rather than outsiders, lend a helping hand and a sympathetic ear when in trouble and offer a shoulder of support when they make mistakes, instead of ridiculing and keeping them at an arm’s length, just because it is more important to put a façade for the sake of an arrogant and hypocritical society.
What a pitiable state of affairs, when relationship between a mother, sister, wife, husband or a child is relegated to the lower rung of a ladder, because we are weak in our minds and hearts! It still amazes me how some adults can hold grudges for long periods of time, even long after the event is done, long after the apologies have been said. Makes me wonder is it worth at the expense of missing out on some of the most cherished moments of their older life.
Simplify life, let go of the past and live in the beautifully abundant present!

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