Sunday, August 30, 2015

After a fall you have no choice but to rise: things form again

Indeed after a fall there's no other way but to get up, things form again.

The past 2 months have not been my best, I've been my weakest. It's true that the condition of your heart is reflected in your life and space; everything seemed broken. Forget  all of that anyway. I'm doing good, in fact- better than good- I am great! It all has to do with the music. I can hear the music again, the lalala and the beats, they pulled me through. But honestly, time does heal even the deepest wounds- or maybe we think it does because well, like someone argued, we tend to forget the pain over time, so we are not really healed but detached from the hurt?

Anyway, I'm not trying to start that kinda conversation.

I've come to love Dionne Warwick in such a short space of time (but this is not new territory for me, look at my relationship history LOL), what a fantastic musician. This all began when I stumbled upon (by mistake) her 80/90s hit "that's what friends are for", I then went back in time to trace some of her earlier work, when I discovered " I'll never love this way again".

In this timeless masterpiece Dionne exclaims that a fool will lose tomorrow reaching back for yesterday, and claims with boldness and conviction that she won't turn back should her love go away, instead she'll stay in the moment and remember how good it's been, holding on to the good, 'cause 'I know I'll never love this way again.'
I guess these lyrics resonate with me.

I've done so much with myself since  I last wrote- I even watched Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman (finally). I've always kinda missed it every time it was showing on the tellie, fortunately someone loaded it up on YouTube.

I'm doing good and that's all that matters. The only thing I have not been doing right is not spending sufficient time with myself, there was a time when I was avoiding just being with me so much cause I was scared of what I'd find out. I need myself. I choose myself over and over.