As a writer - and I don't know that I actually qualify as a writer, I have no degree, I have no real experience - just this blog and a ton of journals that I've been writing, through the years. Oh and some memoirs to my kids, though I'm not sure they'll find them of any interest. I pour myself into my posts, absolutely drowning you in my random incomplete thoughts and horrible grasp of the English language and improper use of grammar, (if my English or Literature teachers read this - there would be hell to pay - lots of red lines and suggestive words) but I'd like to believe the content is sometimes real and raw and some of you might actually enjoy it. (see - a full run-on sentence)
I have a restless mind, I overthink everything and then on the other end of the spectrum, I don't put much thought into the words that seem to physically manifest themselves when leaving my lips. Writing, for me, is a very prudent and tactful way to express myself. Not to mention, it has cathartic value that is on occasion, immeasurable. However, it is not considered good behavior nor is it in my best interest to speak without filters. When words start to flow and I'm irritated or in angst my words can be biting and blunt, and it can hurt - a gross understatement. And no, I'll be honest - this is where I dance on the line of double standards. I do. I'm an asshole for it, but it's the truth. And knowing this about myself, I strive to change it. I think I make progress all the time.
I strive to keep judgment from entering my thoughts, also. It's not always easy.. to keep judgment at bay. But in the interest of knowing how flawed I am, I try to not be a hypocrite. I've done some bad things, things I'm not proud of, but I have no regrets. I've also done some amazing things and life is about finding balance. Everything good bad or indifferent has brought me to this place and time in my life and I'm happy. I'm loving myself and improving things I feel require it. And I take a lot away from all of it.
I've stopped listening to the inconsiderate and mindless chatter of other people. I'm learning how to drown out the noise of negativity. Everyone has an opinion. They are not me, they have not lived my life, they don't know my choices. I take what I want from the things people say. I try my best not to overthink things...it's not always easy. I'm always in my head. I'm working on meditation, now. I need it. It's hard for me to put down my electronics, I do so enjoy talking to all kinds of different people. Do I love hearing what people have to say, absolutely. I love talking to people. Anybody about a multitude of things. But when it comes to my life - I'd rather not hear, unless I asked. Selfish - maybe. Do I care, no, a big fat NO.
I have learned so much in the last several months. And not just about me, but about people. All kinds of people. From everywhere. I find music is a starting point to connect me to many people. It's a universal language, that everyone speaks. Music has the ability to bring people together that would normally be divided by a million other senseless things. I have diverse taste and it seems no matter what I listen to, it speaks to people. I love that.
"Music is a language that everyone speaks. Rhythm has the potential to harmonize, unify and take us to a new world that could promote peace, harmony and human connection."-Christine Stevens
I have a restless mind, I overthink everything and then on the other end of the spectrum, I don't put much thought into the words that seem to physically manifest themselves when leaving my lips. Writing, for me, is a very prudent and tactful way to express myself. Not to mention, it has cathartic value that is on occasion, immeasurable. However, it is not considered good behavior nor is it in my best interest to speak without filters. When words start to flow and I'm irritated or in angst my words can be biting and blunt, and it can hurt - a gross understatement. And no, I'll be honest - this is where I dance on the line of double standards. I do. I'm an asshole for it, but it's the truth. And knowing this about myself, I strive to change it. I think I make progress all the time.
I strive to keep judgment from entering my thoughts, also. It's not always easy.. to keep judgment at bay. But in the interest of knowing how flawed I am, I try to not be a hypocrite. I've done some bad things, things I'm not proud of, but I have no regrets. I've also done some amazing things and life is about finding balance. Everything good bad or indifferent has brought me to this place and time in my life and I'm happy. I'm loving myself and improving things I feel require it. And I take a lot away from all of it.
I've stopped listening to the inconsiderate and mindless chatter of other people. I'm learning how to drown out the noise of negativity. Everyone has an opinion. They are not me, they have not lived my life, they don't know my choices. I take what I want from the things people say. I try my best not to overthink things...it's not always easy. I'm always in my head. I'm working on meditation, now. I need it. It's hard for me to put down my electronics, I do so enjoy talking to all kinds of different people. Do I love hearing what people have to say, absolutely. I love talking to people. Anybody about a multitude of things. But when it comes to my life - I'd rather not hear, unless I asked. Selfish - maybe. Do I care, no, a big fat NO.
I have learned so much in the last several months. And not just about me, but about people. All kinds of people. From everywhere. I find music is a starting point to connect me to many people. It's a universal language, that everyone speaks. Music has the ability to bring people together that would normally be divided by a million other senseless things. I have diverse taste and it seems no matter what I listen to, it speaks to people. I love that.
"Music is a language that everyone speaks. Rhythm has the potential to harmonize, unify and take us to a new world that could promote peace, harmony and human connection."-Christine Stevens
