Archive for June, 2008

Throw yourself like a seed ~

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Sunflower Garden, Singapore Intl. Airport, 2008.
Throw yourself like a seed as you walk, and into your own field,
don’t turn your face for that would be to turn it to death,
and do not let the past weigh down your motion.
Leave what is alive in the furrow, what is dead in yourself,
for life does not move in the same way as a group of clouds;
from your work you will be able one day
to gather yourself,
by Miguel de Unamuno
You see, this whole thing started
when someone told a certain gypsy girl
that she was a “strange seed”.
She thought that was rude at first,
but then she immediately went back
to her usual state of daydreaming,
which of course, lead her to thinking that
the concept was actually kind of interesting.
She then looked deep inside and started wandering
what kind of a seed she might be after all.
Could I be the essence of an exotic plant?
Could I become a juicy fruit? or
Will I turn into just plain ordinary weed?”

She couldn’t figure it out.
But this was all very intriguing to the gypsy girl.
So she went further in her thoughts
trying to figure out what do with herself as a seed.
She learned that a seed is so tiny, but also so whole.
A seed is body, mind, and soul.
And besides, a seed is brave.
It surrenders itself to something much bigger
something completely unknown.
Hmmm…
She realized that she had digged
a hole way too deep!
And instead of jumping in to see,
she decided to go back to sleep.
The next day she started a thorough research
on what the perfect soil and climate would be.
She learned a lot about the world
But she never looked at her own field.
She went places and tried to plant herself there…
But the bad news is:
She just never bloomed.
Then one day, when her hope
had almost completely washed away,
she went outside and saw that
the weather was just right to play.
So instead of worrying, thinking,
And trying to figure out what she was made of,
the gypsy girl opened her heart to the sun
And let herself go…
She blew with the wind.
And the wind took her gypsy seed
So very faraway from everywhere else
she had ever been to…
And there she landed ~
Softly.
(to be continued…)