Sunday, March 18, 2012
Sugarcoat Sunday no. 1
I hate Sunday nights.
Sarah Kay on TED
I don't know if
I can change the world yet, because I don't know that much about it -- and I
don't know that much about reincarnation either, but if you make me laugh hard
enough, sometimes I forget what century I'm in.
This isn't my first time here. This isn't my last time here. These aren't the last words I'll share.
But just in case, I'm trying my hardest to get it right this time around.”
After sundown, when the weekend dusts settle, we are forced
to face the harsh reality that it is going to be Monday soon. If you are like
me, I don’t just dread waking up early. I dread going to work altogether. But
that is another story that should be told another time (or that is a part of my
story I intend to change in time).
Every Sunday night, I find myself searching for inspiration
to get me through the upcoming week. It’s not exactly a relaxing search. More
often, it feels like cramming for a test. But since I’ve been pretty much successful
in my inspiration search, I thought of sharing it here.
For my very first Sugarcoat Sunday entry, let me share with
you Sarah Kay’s spoken word poetry on TED:
Sarah Kay on TED
In case you are
too busy to watch the entire 20-minute video, here are snippets of her amazing
words I find the most inspiring:
- She’s gonna learn that this life will hit you, hard, in the face, wait for you to get back up so it can kick you in the stomach. But getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.
- Because no matter how wide you stretch your fingers, your hands will always be too small to catch all the pain you want to heal. Believe me, I’ve tried.
- Because there is no heartbreak that chocolate can’t fix. Okay, there’s a few heartbreaks chocolate can’t fix. But that’s what the rain boots are for, because rain will wash away everything if you let it.
- That there’ll be days like this, “There’ll be days like this my momma said” when you open your hands to catch and wind up with only blisters and bruises. When you step out of the phone booth and try to fly and the very people you wanna save are the ones standing on your cape.
- And yes, on a scale from one to over-trusting I am pretty damn naive but I want her to know that this world is made out of sugar. It can crumble so easily but don’t be afraid to stick your tongue out and taste it.
- “Because there’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s sent away.”
- My self-confidence can be measured out in teaspoons mixed into my poetry, and it still always tastes funny in my mouth.
And this was
how Sarah Kay ended her Hiroshima spoken word poem she presented on TED:
This isn't my first time here. This isn't my last time here. These aren't the last words I'll share.
But just in case, I'm trying my hardest to get it right this time around.”
I watched the video more than a couple of times last night,
trying to soak in those words that are too beautiful, until I finally felt tiny thunders in my heart sparking up excitement for the coming week. I hope you've felt that by now,
too.
# posted by Liana : 6:41 PM
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