This a frequent happening of mine;
I'll be doing something like brushing my teeth and doing my hair at the same time, and I will reach for a pen to write down a thought with my third arm, and suddenly remember, I don't have a third arm.
For never having a third arm, I don't understand how I frequently forget that this has never existed.
I just had a really fantastic day.
It started at 6:40 and is about to end at 12. This has become my everyday. From the moment I woke up, I haven't stopped. I even found myself running, and still I was late.
I feel like I'm losing my English and cohesiveness under the constant of having so much to relay to individuals who don't always understand me in my rapid tongue. Unfortunately I don't know another language. Bear with me.
I had an idea today.
It just fell down in my lap in the middle of Permaculture.
It's so good, that I'm not ready to completely share it. It was one of those idea's that hits you so hard, your suddenly left skipping through the cold, forgetting that you left your jacket behind and reaching with your third arm to jot down the names of the individuals you just met.
My EVERYTHING is on fire.
The people of today and yesterday and all the more for tomorrow.
I find myself looking at our group with the fullest heart. They are so dear to me, and I hardly know them. Whenever I learn something new, I almost can't believe my luck! "Really, you did that? And now we live together?!"
I doesn't end, this overwhelming, tingling of joy and frustrations mixed into hugs and handshakes.
I can't pull up a time in my life that matches my Now. Never before have I had so many things to do, and so many invitations, and every single one is just as good as the last.
I never want it to end, and yet I need sleep.
OH, the woes of being human.
The International Youth Initiative Program
I am a Yippie class of 2013/2014. These are findings, thoughts and captured moments of mine from here in Jarna, Sweden.