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Sonntag, 11. April 2010

knight in shining armour


A knight in shining armour.

I must have first heard that expression when I was a little girl.
Knights in shining armour would often play an important part in fairytales.

I drew pictures of them.
Tall, well-shaped men with shoulder-length hair that would either be blowing in the wind or be hidden underneath an iron helmet.
My knights would wear silver armour or sometimes when I couldn't find a silver crayon in the messy drawer of my desk, the lucky man would even be honoured with golden gear.
I was usually so kind to draw them a pretty horse; a stallion white as snow with the blackest eyes and strong legs that could carry the knight to faraway lands.
And of course my knights would always be armed with a sword and hold a shield in one hand to protect the princess from all the evil in this world.

Many years later I once watched a movie where I noticed how a mother called her own son a "knight in shining armour". It has been stuck in my head ever since.

I sometimes look for my knight in shining armour.
From time to time I spot one, but would be devastated when realizing he was someone else's knight already.

But when I think about it; the knight doesn't necessarily have to be a male.
You can find one in any person, if you just change the way you look at people and try to appreciate simple gestures.
Like a smile in the morning.
A helping hand in need.
An arm around your shoulder when you're sad.
A voice that gently guides you out of the darkness and back into the light of life.

And try being good to others.
Be the smile that can make someone's day.
Be the hand that softly wipes away tears of desperation.
Be the gentle voice that speaks of hope.
Be the friend on whom one can depend.

You'll be surprised that even you can be a knight in shining armour. Or at least a kind-hearted human being in jeans and a t-shirt. And even without the sword and shield you might be able to save someone.

Samstag, 20. März 2010

mi homenaje a Fuerteventura


There's nothing worse than leaving someone you still love.

I knew I was in love with this place on our earth when I felt free and relieved as soon as the plane I was on landed at this particular place.
And later on the bus journey I suddenly felt tears streaming down my face whilst looking out the window. I was crying because never before in my life I had seen so much beauty at once.
Nothing else seemed to matter as long as I was there. The pure happiness helped me forgetting all the evil in this world; it made me care-free. I wouldn't even have minded dying.
Being there made me strong, so that nothing or nobody could harm me. Except for the love an other human being felt for me.
Sadly that's what made me leave in the end. Some people just can't stand the thought of open their heart; let someone else want, need, love and trust them. It makes us go away. Even if the pain of parting is unbearable. And will - sooner or later - destroy us.