It's the Climb
I know it's cheating, borrowing someone else's words. But these are so apropos. I want you to read them and pretend they're from me today. (Full credit given below.)
I can almost see it
That dream I'm dreaming, but
There's a voice inside my head saying
You'll never reach it
Every step I'm takin'
Every move I make
Feels lost with no direction,
My faith is shakin'
But I gotta keep tryin'
Gotta keep my head held high
There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb
The struggles I'm facing
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down, but
No I'm not breaking
I may not know it, but
These are the moments that
I'm gonna remember most
I've just gotta keep goin', and
I gotta be strong
Just keep pushing on, cause
There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb
There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb
Keep on movin'
Keep climbin'
Keep the faith baby
It's all about, it's all about
The climb
Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa...
THE CLIMB lyrics by Jessi Alexander and Jon Mabe, performed by Miley Cyrus.
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Keep It Real Tuesday
And Now We Transition
"Our mom and dad are getting a divorce," said my five-year-old daughter. She conveyed no emotion in that moment, it was a simple fact to her mind, one she had grown accustomed to, and she was stating it for whomever would listen.
It is a fact.
And there is emotion, for all four of us, and others.
But this is what's happening, friends. It's the big change I've hinted at.
This particular post is not right for the personal details, just the announcement that my husband and I are splitting up.
I've already moved out. I am starting new. I am at peace. I will tell you what I've been telling some of my closest family and friends, which is that I have been prayerful and mindful, and this is the path that has been laid for me.
It's the reason (really, a culmination with others) for my refocus. It's the reason I haven't been able to read and write in weeks. It's why I've withdrawn, been lacking when it comes to visiting you and reading your work and chatting through our social networking connections.
But I am in a good place now, as I transition. As we all transition.
I'd like to ask for your quiet respect and continued support.
Thanks to each of you for the place you fill in my life.
"Our mom and dad are getting a divorce," said my five-year-old daughter. She conveyed no emotion in that moment, it was a simple fact to her mind, one she had grown accustomed to, and she was stating it for whomever would listen.
It is a fact.
And there is emotion, for all four of us, and others.
But this is what's happening, friends. It's the big change I've hinted at.
This particular post is not right for the personal details, just the announcement that my husband and I are splitting up.
I've already moved out. I am starting new. I am at peace. I will tell you what I've been telling some of my closest family and friends, which is that I have been prayerful and mindful, and this is the path that has been laid for me.
It's the reason (really, a culmination with others) for my refocus. It's the reason I haven't been able to read and write in weeks. It's why I've withdrawn, been lacking when it comes to visiting you and reading your work and chatting through our social networking connections.
But I am in a good place now, as I transition. As we all transition.
I'd like to ask for your quiet respect and continued support.
Thanks to each of you for the place you fill in my life.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Random Question #11
`What makes you happy?
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I am unsure of this picture's original source. Have you seen it before?
Monday, November 23, 2009
Improvement? Or Just Change?
Over the weekend, I spent some time looking through my early blog posts, and short fiction and essays from a year or two (or longer) ago.
Good gravy, so much of it embarrasses me. Even the published stuff.
Once I was proud of each of those pieces. Now I don't want anyone else to lay eyes on them. It doesn't seem like the writing I know I'm capable of. And I don't want to be judged by that old stuff.
I can gauge how my voice and style have changed. And I wonder if it's those things that have changed more than it's marked improvement of my writing. Or, maybe it is improvement, which bled into the voice and style I've been working toward, and feel I've found within the last several months. I'm not entirely sure.
How do you suppose it works?
And when you look back at your old things, how do you feel about them? How and how much have you changed?
Good gravy, so much of it embarrasses me. Even the published stuff.
Once I was proud of each of those pieces. Now I don't want anyone else to lay eyes on them. It doesn't seem like the writing I know I'm capable of. And I don't want to be judged by that old stuff.
I can gauge how my voice and style have changed. And I wonder if it's those things that have changed more than it's marked improvement of my writing. Or, maybe it is improvement, which bled into the voice and style I've been working toward, and feel I've found within the last several months. I'm not entirely sure.
How do you suppose it works?
And when you look back at your old things, how do you feel about them? How and how much have you changed?
Friday, December 19, 2008
Couldn't See It Coming
After an absurdly overwhelming November, you may remember I said of December (in this post):
While I know I can't see what this month may hold, I'm determined to make it as amazing as I can...
That sentence sure makes it seem I have a knack for foreshadowing my own life...
When I got the publisher rejection at the beginning of this month, I considered it a minor snafu. I wasn't going to let it shape my month and, really, I was all for putting it behind me and moving on with the next phase. I got a good start on my new WIP, brainstormed on short pieces, and had an all-around satisfied feeling about where I was headed.
But then came more emotional upset.
While I choose not to go into a lot of detail, something happened that made me question my life's happiness. It became clear I had some soul-searching to do, and I wasn't sure what kind of outcome - or huge change, even - might be warranted. My insides were raw with worry, my head was spinning with possibilities, and I feared the unknown.
The crossroads at which I found myself eventually opened onto a foggy path, and I set out with trepidation. But one who appears to have my interests at heart has joined me, making effort to illuminate the way and make the path light.
There are still questions in my mind, but... I'm in a better place now.
What seems too contrived and overdramatic for even me to believe, is that my new WIP focuses on a woman whose 3oth birthday is surrounded by heartbreak and discouragement. I'd gotten the idea after my own 30th (at the beginning of November), when I'd been dealing with all those things myself. What a great idea, I thought. A story of soul searching, finding the good in the bad.
I don't know if it's a case of life creating art (how many times have I posted about experiences and their effect on writing?), or art prefacing life. Either way, it's drawn too parallel for me not to take notice.
It's a lesson for me, I'm certain. What's happened to me was not of my own fault, but yet I've gained from it. And stand to gain more. My hope is that as I trod along this path, picking my way, that I buffer the bad with the good... and use it to my advantage with concern to my writing.
While I know I can't see what this month may hold, I'm determined to make it as amazing as I can...
That sentence sure makes it seem I have a knack for foreshadowing my own life...
When I got the publisher rejection at the beginning of this month, I considered it a minor snafu. I wasn't going to let it shape my month and, really, I was all for putting it behind me and moving on with the next phase. I got a good start on my new WIP, brainstormed on short pieces, and had an all-around satisfied feeling about where I was headed.
But then came more emotional upset.
While I choose not to go into a lot of detail, something happened that made me question my life's happiness. It became clear I had some soul-searching to do, and I wasn't sure what kind of outcome - or huge change, even - might be warranted. My insides were raw with worry, my head was spinning with possibilities, and I feared the unknown.
The crossroads at which I found myself eventually opened onto a foggy path, and I set out with trepidation. But one who appears to have my interests at heart has joined me, making effort to illuminate the way and make the path light.
There are still questions in my mind, but... I'm in a better place now.
What seems too contrived and overdramatic for even me to believe, is that my new WIP focuses on a woman whose 3oth birthday is surrounded by heartbreak and discouragement. I'd gotten the idea after my own 30th (at the beginning of November), when I'd been dealing with all those things myself. What a great idea, I thought. A story of soul searching, finding the good in the bad.
I don't know if it's a case of life creating art (how many times have I posted about experiences and their effect on writing?), or art prefacing life. Either way, it's drawn too parallel for me not to take notice.
It's a lesson for me, I'm certain. What's happened to me was not of my own fault, but yet I've gained from it. And stand to gain more. My hope is that as I trod along this path, picking my way, that I buffer the bad with the good... and use it to my advantage with concern to my writing.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Change
When you desire change, whether it's in life, with a project, or in your writing, do you proceed with caution and trepidation? Unsure of your speed and precision until you know where it may take you? Or do you make the early decision to move ahead with assertion, ready for whatever it takes?
Do tell.
Do tell.
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