Wednesday, 12 January 2011


Wow! 2011 is here!
We're living in this paradox of wanting things in our life to change vs fearing the very same thing.
May this year be the fulfillment of beautiful expectancies.

Below is the body copy of the strip:

When does it happen? And how?
I mean, you wait and wait
for this mythical day when things will change and your whole life will suddenly be better somehow.
As if a new car or a new job or a new boyfriend will be the new leaf in your life… as if it will fix everything somehow.
If only. If only I’ll get that job in the city.
Then I can move out of this sleepy town and my life can finally begin. I’ll start wearing heels to work & dress up as though I walked off the runway.
I’ll meet this attractive stranger in the elevator and it will be love at first sight – we’ll just know we’re meant to spend the rest of our lives together in holy matrimony. We’ll buy a house & a dog, have kids, never argue or be sick and live happily ever after.
If only is a dangerous game to play. Your life will live without you. You’ll wake up one day like Rip van Winkle and wonder where’s it gone.
I’m not even sure it is within our power to instigate change. Some advocate so brilliantly how we are the masters of our own destiny. What happens in our life is the stuff we allowed to happen. Yeah right.
Maybe you can control your emotions; the words you speak and the choices you make.
But what about the things that happen TO you? An accident? An illness?
Or the things that doesn’t, but you wish desperately so?
I guess it’s like that Beach Boys song, God only knows. And only God can really change your life.
I love that scene in Under the Tuscan Sun where they speak about the nature of faith. Francis Mayes wrote, “They built the train tracks over the Alps between Vienna and Venice before there was a train that could make the trip. They built them anyway. They knew the train would come.”
I suppose it’s up to us to build the tracks & wait for God to send the train.