Tell us about a time where everything you’d hoped would happen actually did.
There aren’t that many successful moments in our lifetime, sometimes we don’t even remember them. We do remember, however, the successful and beautiful moments that do happen.
Success to me means accomplishing or completing a goal that we set for ourselves. For example, finish reading a book, learning and cooking a recipe, and many more. You should know your own goals.
During this quarantine, I have been successful many times, or so I think.
One of my goals this year was to get back to writing and guess what? I did and I am still doing it. I have to thank COVID-19 for that. I also got back to playing the guitar, which was something I really wanted to do for the longest time but never really cared for it. Somehow Netflix always got in the way. Excuses, excuses...
Also, I didn’t think I was going to be exercising while being stuck at home. But hey, somehow I always make the time for it, and even if it is for 15 minutes, I wake my heartbeat up and get the blood flowing. Everyone should try it, trust me – it will change your day completely!
I guess it hasn’t been that bad being stuck at home after all …
Anyone else been successful at completing personal goals during quarantine?
My inspiration today comes from the WordPress.com writing prompts guide.
I can’t believe I made it to Day 30 of daily writing and posting. Time went by so fast, it seemed like an eternity when it all began on April 1st with the word Joke.
I am grateful for the month of April – for being the month where I got back to writing – for both my hands and fingers, which are the ones that allow me to type and text.
I am grateful for my laptop and the desk below it. The lamp and my eyes that give me light and allow me to see and decipher what I am writing.
Grateful for having a roof over my head, with working heater for when it’s cold and A/C for when it’s hot, and the electricity to make them work.
Grateful for having access to the Internet and to be able to stay in touch with loved ones.
Grateful for having a job and to be able to pay my bills.
Last, but not least,
Grateful to be healthy, to be alive, and to be able to feel things. To feel love, sad, depressed, anxious, hungry… Those are reminders that we are still alive.
I guess there is a reason why I did not make this list yesterday. It had to be saved for today.
And with April gone, May comes the fun. With longer days, and trees in bloom.
We are yet, still at home…
Here is a list of my TOP 10 favorite beers. They are not in any specific order, I’m just writing as they come to mind.
- Paulaner (German)
- Erdinger (German)
- Polar Negra (Venezuela)
- Cerveza Zulia (Venezuela)
- Barking Squirrel (Canadian)
- Guinness – Blonde (American)
- Stella Artois (Belgian)
- Creemore (Canadian)
- Spaten – Munchen (German)
- Efes (Turkish)
You are welcome!
My Elixirs are coffee and wine. In case you hadn’t notice by my posts. I probably have many more, but these two are the winners.
I am eating some Middle Eastern food, while I’m typing this and drinking some red wine. This is the kind of stories I share on my Instagram
I think that’s about it. Most of them represent each stage of my life.
Wine – Spain
Middle Eastern food – Middle East (y’all know who you are)
Writing – Canada
and that concludes who I am.. For those of you who don’t know me.
This word caught me a little bit off guard.. It doesn’t tell me anything or inspires me to write, really.
I was going through my camera roll on my phone to see if I could find a picture or video that I could use, but I didn’t find anything. All I found were pictures of food, morning coffee, and random memes or recipes I found online. And then it hit me…
Waking up every day and following your morning routine of brushing your teeth, having coffee, and breakfast is something that we all do at our own pace. So, I am substituting the word tempo for pace. It works, right? Whether you take your time to get ready or do everything in a hurry, that is what works for you. Everyone lives their life at a different pace or tempo.
Amid COVID-19 and having to be quarantined at home, the tempo of my routine changed drastically. I would only come home in the evening to have dinner and head straight to bed. Days went by really fast back then and sometimes I didn’t even have time to look myself in the mirror.
Now, I wake up without needing an alarm in the morning. I take my time to go to the bathroom while I ask Google to play the news. I take the time to select which type of coffee I will be drinking, and head to the balcony to spend a good 15-20 minutes under the sun, sipping on my coffee and listening to nature’s morning sounds. I then think about what my breakfast is going to be, which let’s be honest, I have eggs every day, but is nice to actually have the time to think about it.
By the time I’m done eating, I’m ready to start a stress-free day..
Which one do you prefer? Do you enjoy a fast-paced life? or like having the opportunity to take your time in the morning?
Am I having a dream or did I write about this yesterday?
If you read yesterday’s post, you would know by now that my instrument of choice is the guitar. Even though I have played other instruments, the guitar for me has been what has challenged me the most.
I’ve been with my Ibanez for a little bit over 10 years. This guitar has traveled the world with me, and not because I played in different countries, but because I have moved around quite a bit. With this guitar, I learned chord transitions and my very first song. I also learned and practiced the pentatonic scales until my fingers could not handle it anymore. How could I forget those? If anyone here plays the guitar, they know what I’m talking about.
If I check the case of my guitar, the pockets are full of music notes, songs I learned how to play and that I probably couldn’t play at the moment. I remember playing and singing at the same time at some point, which is a skill not everyone can master. I also used to have a lot of guitar picks too and I don’t know where they are anymore.
Unfortunately, I stopped playing a while back. There really shouldn’t be any excuses for this, but let’s just say adulthood got in the way.
Fortunately, I have decided to get back into it. Ibanez has a broken string and I have ordered a new set of strings for her. I’m just waiting for them to arrive in the mail. Also, I purchased a new electric guitar that arrived last week (picture on yesterday’s post) and that I have been playing since day one. Aside from the new set of strings, I am also waiting for an electric tuner and about 100 guitar picks that I’m planning to leave all around my house as an incentive for me to get back to my musical days.
Who doesn’t like music?
For starters, the concept of music is too broad. Are we talking about writing music? Playing music? Listening to music?
At least that’s how I see music.
I’ve been involved with music since I was born, almost. My parents were involved in their university choir where they learned how to read and understand musical keys and notes. After they graduated they kept singing with my hometown’s band and they kept doing it even after I was born. I have memories of them in choir practice while I was asleep in their laps. I was probably four or five years old, maybe…
Fast forward a couple of years, I was enrolled in a music school where I learned how to read, write and play music. The first instrument I ever learned how to play was the violin, which I found out later in life, that the violin is one of the most difficult instruments people can play. From there, I started to get interested in more instruments which is where I ended up learning how to play the piano and later on the guitar. At some point I was teaching kids how to play the piano, I was probably 13 or 14 years old.
But aside from knowledge, the environment where I grew up was full of creative individuals. I have aunts who love to sing and play the guitar and uncles too. My godfather is a very well known musician in my hometown. Growing up I used to go to his house every other weekend. His house is full of musical instruments like a piano, a keyboard, guitars and I think there was also a set of drums…
Today, I have all this knowledge in my head that is just waiting for me to turn on the switch and either share it, enjoy it and explore it or just let it off, hiding at the back of my brain..
I think I should probably get to work, no?
When I saw the word of the day this morning I couldn’t think of anything to write for the word “three.” I looked around my house to see if I could find something, but nothing really came to mind. And so while I was cleaning my dishes from breakfast, I saw the three very ripe bananas and it felt like they were talking to me.
The funny thing about it was that I wanted to eat one of them yesterday and I thought and said: Nah, maybe I will bake tomorrow and will need, not only two but three bananas. The three bananas, I used to make this recipe tonight.
There really isn’t a reason why I always go back to food on my posts. But I feel like my days at home are revolving around cooking and cleaning my kitchen.
And that’s what happened! I baked banana-oat muffins with choco-chips.
There are only three main ingredients, the rest are just a “filling”
- 3 smashed bananas
- 2 eggs
- 2 cups oatmeal
- Baking powder
- Baking Soda
- Agave syrup
Mix everything in a bowl with a fork and bake at 200C for 12 minutes. You are done!
Other than using three bananas for today’s recipe, there are other things that come in three every day. For example, meals in a day – breakfast, lunch, and dinner or things to use in the shower – Shower gel, shampoo, and conditioner.
I’m sure there are many other things that girls use in the shower, but I think those are the three main ones.
New like our new way of living or new like a new object or game that we have acquired during quarantine? Well, I think I have created a new routine every week and have gotten more interested in new things if not every day, then every week.
Writing is a good example. It is not new to me, but it is definitely something I had the opportunity to get back to while being at home. It feels like an accomplishment for me to be able to get back to doing the things I like.
I have also gone back to playing music. I got a new guitar and new strings for my older one. This is not new to me, however, it’s been years since I last played a song or even grabbed my guitar. I feel like staying at home and having a lot of free time has wakened up my virtuoso side. It is certainly a good thing!
Notice that I am not adding cooking to the list. Cooking is something that I do regardless of the situation. That is the one thing I will never stop doing. For those of you who know me, know that I am cooking breakfast almost the minute after waking up. So, not putting a meal together, for me is not an option.
But anyway.. all of this to say that staying at home is not as bad as it seems. You can definitely do the things you like and not do the ones you don’t like..It’s that simple.
Slowly but surely…
I really like this phrase. To me, it means that doing things quickly will take longer, which is why I always take the time to think and do things.
Cooking – for example. I’ve noticed that when I take my time to put a meal together somehow it is more delicious than if I make it in a hurry. Think about it. Today I cooked two delicious meals and they were both satisfying and yummy. In the morning I made a veggie omelet with a smoothie. I sliced the tomato, mushroom, and onion and cooked them separately. I whisked the eggs and added it to the cooked vegetables. While that was cooking, I put the fruits in the blender with some milk and blended it all.
It wasn’t, of course, the most complicated breakfast. But the fact that I took the time to do it was what made me enjoy it.
For lunch, I improvised salmon tacos with what I had in the fridge. The filling was just lettuce, red onion, tomato, and carrots. Plus, of course, pineapple salsa made with some greek yogurt. I smashed the salmon with a fork and put it on top of the tortillas with the rest. It really was good. If you are interested in seeing the results, go check out my Instagram story.
On a side note, has anyone noticed that days are taking forever to end? Yes, I know, spring is coming and days are longer, but that’s not what I mean. I mean that you do a lot of things and there are still hours left in the day? It is an interesting feeling. A feeling we wouldn’t be able to acknowledge if we didn’t have to stay home.
The days are going by so slow these days. I’m not complaining..I like it. And the fact that things have slowed down around us, I see as an opportunity to pause, think and enjoy the wonders of a calm and stress-free day.