Friday, July 25, 2008

Joy of Stress

A friend of mine was telling me a while ago about reading an article which explains how having stress can sometimes be joyful. It seems that when we have a little bit stress a certain hormone is released in the body which is the same as the hormone that is released when we feel pleased. That might be one of the reasons that we want to do homework in the last minute or run for the bus although we could get up five minutes earlier.

One of the things that I am addicted to and seriously try not to do is reading blogs when I am working in my office. To help myself not doing that, I keep my office door open most of the time so that people can watch my monitor. This way, I am trying to force myself not to read web logs. However, I still spend the same amount of time reading blogs, but now, its even more joyful as I am trying to hide it...


Tuesday, July 8, 2008

To Plan or Not to Plan

As a teenager, I was always being told that I should have plans for each and every aspect of my life. Now after ten years (and experiencing that a lot of plans don’t work the way I picture them in my mind) I want not to plan for a lot of things, just watch what happens and enjoy whatever is happening.

It’s not that I want to give up; it’s just that I want to more live in a moment and enjoy NOW rather than worrying about future. But I can’t. I simply can’t. I have learnt not to wait for opportunities, but go after them and find them, and this doesn’t happen if I don’t have plans. It seems that my mind has been formatted by myself when I was younger, and reformatting it is just so hard. I guess those who are faster in reformatting are the most successful ones, or may be I am wrong. May be it is possible to have plans and enjoy the moment at the same time. But can human being wait for something and enjoy everything else that he has at the moment at the same time? May be the successful ones are those who are able to do both of these at the same time…

Thursday, July 3, 2008

"What Do I Know?"

I love this poem by Molana (Known as Rumi) , and I love the voice of Shahram Nazeri. I listen to it over and over and over again. It really takes me up and makes me drawn in the vast see of spirituality. I feel so lost in this unknown mysterious world and enjoy my inability after listening to this song. What do I know, really?