Wednesday, 30 March 2011

Dr Sara Elin

... just practicing :).

p.s Did I tell you I have been offered a place to do a PhD in Psychological Sciences at Birkbeck, University of London? I am very proud, very happy, and very excited about it!

But, I do need to perform well on this MSc in Cognitive Neuroscience first, so back to my essays! Bye for now.

Friday, 25 March 2011

Don't wait around too much!

Nothing ever comes to those who wait...

Tuesday, 22 March 2011

Just a thought...

Why would you attack from a location where your own 'countries' people (or any innocent people for that matter) live? Answer: because you do not care too much for your 'own' people. And also use this to manipulate the public opinion. Gr. I am no fan of these groups.

BBC News - Gaza: Children die in Israeli attack, say doctors
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Sunday, 20 March 2011

A little side

I am definitely not non-neutral either I must admit, I am proudly for democracy.

Non-neutral opinions

Two killed at Gaza-Israel border

Ok. Been quiet on the news front for a while, on 'naughty' Israelis... so better stir. Sure, things, ALL THINGS, should be reported, to attempt to avoid bias. However, hardly a word on the Fogel family... I am sad to learn over and over that even a good news deliverer such as the BBC should be biased.

Love x
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Tuesday, 15 March 2011

There is nothing... more than this.

Just love, only love. Nothing more than this.

Sunday, 13 March 2011

Some grow up to be a... toddler?

I am learning that some people are soft and others hard (sure I recognise it is more complicated than this...). Perhaps all those psychologists were right to claim that the one biggest difference in personalities is the temperament. Being around some people it feels like you constantly are treading on egg shells, like the bomb could blow up at any second, unless you say and do all the ‘right’ things. But actually, one can never do it quite right, or say the right things; everything is more or less on their terms. You think to yourself, and hope, that ONE fine day he or she will have passed teenage years and have grown up, and you can finally communicate. To your disappointment, however, they have grown up to become... toddlers! I thought that my 2 year olds’ outbursts were a thing of toddlerhood, prior learning how to, and when to, express certain ‘needs’ or struggles to learn that you cannot control or have everything you want in this world. To teach someone this kind of independence is a skill, and I sure hope I will succeed. Not just for Elliot’s sake, so he learns how to deal with.... LIFE in general (yes, it is complicated more often than not), but for all the people around him. I would like for him to be soft, to stay soft into teenage years and beyond. Be open, giving and independent enough to deal with life’s hardships because we all have them. Not everyone wants to know about your ‘suffering’, and for your own good (and for you to succeed with others) you better make sure to ‘get over’ the life issues you are suffering.

I'll say goodbye with a quote.... 'The mind is like a parachute. It doesn’t work unless it’s open'.

Love to all that has lost loved ones in tragedy.



I love you boys.



Friday, 11 March 2011

Peek




Extra

Hillary and I went to see Iron & Wine (and his amazing band!) on Tuesday night at the Roundhouse in Camden. I have loved his music for about 5 years now, and the concert was amazing.

Besides that, there have been other 'extras' in my life lately. I have had a few treats, and also decided to treat myself, or ourselves. I decided to get us a new camera, or a camera (did not have one at all). We went for a Canon DSLR 550D and we are loving it! For myself, I am so happy to be able to take up my photograhy a little bit again... Do not have time for much, but it will be amazing to be able to take some proper photographs of my little boy, his and our adventures.

So, just a little update.

p.s bin that opens as you clap hands not very practical, don't buy!

Wednesday, 9 March 2011

Life

The beauty of life, and love, bring tears to my eyes.
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Saturday, 5 March 2011

On hurtful intent

I read something today that said 'never accept a message, however true, if it comes from a place of malicious intent'. I couldn't agree more. Anything born out of hard feelings, insecurity, jealousy, or hate even (it is such a strong word, I never like to use it), that is directed towards you with the intent to hurt you is a damaging message, for everyone involved. It breeds hurt. At some point, one has to be the one to end it, but is silence the answer? I have never liked that idea either; to stay silent if someone strikes you with a painful word, sentence, or action. I am starting to learn that silence is sometimes the only answer you can give someone with a bitter heart. Their aching, or hating heart may be there to stay. If it is firm as such, perhaps the only hope for change is a gentle response; a touch, a soft, but penetrating look, words like 'I am sad that is the way you feel'...

Wednesday, 2 March 2011

Are you spoilt, or should you be spoilt?

Why do some people accept things and move on, while other people pull you down with them?

Many, some of them people I personally know, have gone through the most horrendous events in their lives, war-times, fleeing their own countries, abuse and torture. Despite these things in their past, they have amazingly dealt with it and moved on, living in the present, and are happy people. Other people I know struggle, often on a daily basis, with chronic disease, general ill health, difficult personal events like bad breakups or divorce, financial problems, and the list could carry on to the bottom of this page. And yet, these people hold a positive view on life. Perhaps, they have realized how fragile life can be, and are just simply lucky to be alive.

Then you meet people that just cannot pull themselves out of misery. Sometimes I feel really bad for the one concerned, but other times, they bug me, to be frank. You find yourself doing a lot, if not almost everything, to try to help. Then you realize that no matter what you do, it just does not help. In the worst cases, they even try to bring you down with them. You start finding yourself being abused, and even worse, used… manipulated. I think to myself, perhaps, that what makes the difference is how ‘spoilt’ you were to start with. They may be partly spoilt, but also very much insecure. This may, however, very well have come from someone having been very spoilt. They have not learned how to deal with even minor disasters in their life, they have been given no independence, perhaps ‘daddy was always there to amend it’… It sounds like I am resentful against a certain type of behavior, or maybe a certain person, perhaps, but I really am not. Sometimes, however, I do find it very difficult to deal with a certain kind of self indulgence, when I have so many people around me dealing with far bigger issues.

Personally, three ‘events’ changed my outlook on life. My very first awakening to life’s possible struggles came when I met, and became best friends, with a girl at primary school. She was adopted. I know, not a huge thing perhaps, but it was a big thing at that age to be thinking about, and trying to understand. Adding to this, I witnessed this person being subject to some racist remarks which really set me off, both acting and shaped a great deal of my being too. Although we have very little contact today, I was, and am still today, fond of my very first best friend.

When I turned 14, and was going through the toughest and most confusing time in my teenage years, I got type 1 diabetes. It’s not cancer, but it sure taught me great responsibility, and how fragile your health, and even life can be. I was not too far from death, I guess. Around about the same time I met, and became friends with, some of the most amazing people on this planet. My dear friends, you know who you all are. They changed me forever. To hear about their life stories of war, and sometimes torturous events, really woke me up to the reality of this world. I carry their stories, and positive spirits, with me every day and I am certain that I will, someday, devote myself to charity work.

So, I have learned that the events were not what shaped these people, ultimately, but the destiny shaping of their personalities was much more deeply seated inside that persons ‘ability’ to deal with things; how they view, or feel, life. Of course, these people grew up in a very safe and loving family (and, most of the time, environment), but I have learned that this may not be as important a contributor as one may think. Some of the most ‘bitter’ people I have come across have very much come from loving and safe homes.

Just some thoughts. That is all for now. And love & peace to you all.