tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13788208315607970772024-02-19T04:30:40.273-08:00Letting Goestéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14701774385604774944noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378820831560797077.post-69015296383800162572012-06-06T10:03:00.000-07:002012-06-06T10:03:45.987-07:00Bungy!Although heights may not be the greatest fear on my list of fears, jumping off a bridge surely brings a worry to my - and most peoples minds! Not to mention, it is the highest freakin' bungy bridge in the world man! The Bloukrans Bridge, situated in Tsitsikamma in the gorgeous Garden Route. <br />
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From the regretful moments of walking to centre of the bridge to standing on the edge pumping your every drop of adrenalin to the sound of blasting music and the count-down, letting go has never been such a rush! And if you think you're gonna change your mind on the plank - the friendly guides out there don't hesitate to give you a gentle nudge on the word Bungy! A certain picture of mine comprehensively explain the exact feeling afterwards, as you can see below. <br />
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It truly is a memory that you take with you and it reminds you of all the things that you can do if you allow yourself the freedom. <br />
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And b.t.w. if a 96 year old guy can do it, who the heck can't? Mohr Keet said the following that rings true to my heart: <br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">"I believe I have to do things... to live life!"</span></strong>estéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14701774385604774944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378820831560797077.post-30000106886304139022011-06-28T00:24:00.000-07:002011-06-28T00:24:38.294-07:00The Beginning<div style="text-align: justify;">We all have things that we hold on to for no clear reason. Some say it is because we fear what we might find if we strip away the layers that cover up our most personal attributes. Others say it's because we fear making choices, especially when it means detaching ourselves from something that made us feel good at that moment. Or maybe we fail to determine the value of something according to our own criteria, instead of just following in the footsteps of our parents.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We have so many things holding us back from living. I mean <em>really living</em> life to the most extremes. And if we keep on backing down we might miss out on a lifetime of happiness, of feeling that we've actually done something with our one in a billion chance of living.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I want to feel free. And that's my only goal for this blog. Welcome, and I hope you will enjoy my writings and learn and grow with me.</div>estéhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14701774385604774944noreply@blogger.com2