Showing posts with label honesty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label honesty. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Everyday Life: Sing

Sometimes it gets all murky.

Why I come here and open the flood gate to my heart waters, sharing pieces of life I'd maybe have trouble finding words for if we were in person enjoying a morning together beneath sun while watching little ones play in the still-green grass of late August.

Why I open white pages and scrawl out our story, pushing publish without not knowing who exactly is reading our open-book life.

Why I ever thought anyone would want to come into this space and linger for a few moments of the day.

Why I open myself to the criticisms and opinions and allow voices that aren't always kind a microphone of sorts.

I go through these waters every so often when life starts swirling and churning and kicking up sands and muck. In fact, there's been so much muck and mud swirling and churning that its kind of drown out my voice and let me quiet here and well everywhere.

Yesterday a good friend, a soul friend, emailed sharing much of these same heart aches and growing pains that stir when it comes to writing our lives and stories onto pages for others to read and share.

She called it something along the lines of existentialism about blogging, which made me laugh, too, amid the seriousness of this creative pondering and I immediately thought of a song I used to sing my heart out to while driving -- Straylight Run's Existentialism on Prom Night. And as I ruminated on her words and other friends' words, I began making a playlist because I'm always so influenced and motivated and freed by music.

In the murkiness, the words from friends and the words in song were just what I needed to sit in stillness and let all of the sediment fall to the bottom around my feet until the water started getting clearer again:

"Sing with your head up,
with your eyes closed
not because you love the song
but because you love to sing."
{Copeland}

As I quite literally sang, all those whys I was asking and other people often ask me -- all the sediment -- fell to the bottom around my feet -- leaving clear water in their settling.

Feet


While I do sing because I love the song

I sing mostly because I love to sing.

And I think most of the time

we all just need to throw our heads back, close our eyes

and sing.

{If you're feeling like you might need a little encouragement to sing your passion, you can listen to my playlist on Spotify for free.}

Sunday, May 29, 2011

365 Photo Project: Weeks 35, 36 and 37

Can I be honest?
day 236

How has it not been 365 days yet since I started this project?
day 237

Because, my goodness, I feel like it's been a lot longer than 255 days.
Day 238

With more than 100 days to go on my photo challenge, I'm feeling more than a little drained trying to keep up with the project.
day 239

It's not that I don't love the output; I do.
day 240

The pictures that have come out of the project are ones I adore, that flood my mind with good memories.
day 241

But {isn't there always a but when you have to talk about why you love what you love about something?}
day 242

But I'm finding myself grasping for the motivation to continue.
day 243

And, in that grasping, I'm questioning why I'm still doing the project when I'm feeling drained at trying to keep up.
day 244

And when anything in life I normally love becomes a chore, I think I owe it to myself to ask why I'm doing what I'm doing.
day 245

Because if I'm pressing on for the sake of pressing on instead of being driven by a love, a passion for this project then really, it's time to let go.
day 246

Let go of needing to have the perfect number of 365.
day 247

And just accept that maybe 255 is my number for this project.
day 248

So I'm taking the rest of the weekend
day 249

and probably next week, too {with the intent to finish Creativity Boot Camp}
day 250

to see if maybe a break is needed
day 251

or if I should just call it in the air
day 252

and embrace what's been
Day 5

and what is.
day 254

Because I {or you or anyone} shouldn't end up feeling weighted down by something I {or you or anyone} love.
day 255

So I know it's time to do some thinking and putting aside the vision of a perfect 365. Wish me happy soul searching?

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