“There’s been so many things that’s held us down. But now it looks like things are finally coming around. I know we’ve got a long, long way to go and where we’ll end up, I don’t know. But we won’t let nothin’ hold us back. We’re putting us self together. We’re polishing up our act! If you felt we’ve been held down before, I know you’ll refuse to be held down anymore! Don’t let nothing, nothing stand in your way! Aint’ no stopping us now!”
Today I thought about, that I could write about being thankful. Thankful for the doctors, midwifes and nurses that saved my life after giving birth to my first child. Thankful for them holding my hand. Thankful for them wiping my tears away. Thankful for having been giving the faith that I would be safe giving birth to my second child. Thankful for my husband’s understanding of my situation. Thankful for living in a country, where I was able to get an education, not based on my family’s income and status. Thankful for having the feeling of someone watching over me. Thankful for being able to bake bread for my family. Thankful for people reading and liking my stories.
Having felt a bit down and tired today (probably due to the always bad combination of going to bed too late – and not being able to sleep, and having to get up too early), I had to listen to some music and unwind after the children had gone to bed. I listen to music a lot. I cannot live without. It almost always cheers me up and it gives me a much needed break from negative thoughts that inevitable creeps up on me from time to time (especially when the ego gets the better of me). Lately I’m having a sneaking suspicion, that my inner voice – my intuition knows about how music affects me, so lately I feel drawn to certain songs or are they drawn to me? Thankful for my intuition.
Songs with lyrics that seem to tell exactly the way I feel in the moment – and lately I find also trying to tell me something. I feel like giving up, the next song I hear will contain the words “don’t give up”. I feel like how can I keep coming up with something to write every day – Monday to Friday? Will I ever run out of words or stories to tell? The lyrics will say, “keep this fire burning”. I feel sad and thinking about were will this blog take me. Can I really make writing my way of living? The lyrics tell me: “aint’ no stopping us now” (as in me and my intuition 🙂 ). Thankful for the music.
“I want you to be happy, so keep listening and follow what’s in you heart”, the inner voice tells me. “You see, if it keeps you awake with excitement about wanting to tell stories. If you feel the urge to write “Telling Stories- to come” (without knowing what is to come) in the middle of the night, then it’s probably what you need to do right?” Thankful for the encouragement.
Thankful for the smile.