I admit. Life is a bit of a SNAFU, and not just for me but I’m sure for everybody. Some situations leave you gasping for breathe in it’s insanity, and others leaving you gasping for breathe for reasons of the exact opposite. Regardless of it’s cause, life has a way of leaving one breathless. When life gets turned on it’s ear, and completely flips you upside down, it’s your roots that you hold you securely in place, keeping your eyes fixated on the light at the end of the tunnel . It’s your core values and beliefs that get you through the day, that let you keep on keeping on, and ultimately bring life back to normalcy. If even for a moment.
It got me thinking about how sometimes my life has been anything but normal, and that in itself is “normalcy”. Maybe it’s me and my perception. I have ways of perceiving situations far worse than they are. Most would say that’s lying to myself, but hey, I’d like to refer it as having a vivid imagination. Regardless of my perception, or even others, it is what’s been etched into my inner workings that keeps me ticking when it seems somebody has flipped the light switch, and everything goes dark. Of course, the exact opposite holds true. It’s what’s been etched into my inner workings that keeps me grounded when it seems there is an abundance of light.
The cogs, sprockets, dials and pendulums. Everything inside me, all of which are combined in unison to make me tick. Somedays too fast, others too slow. It’s no surprise that most of these parts that keep me ticking, the dials and sprockets and such are unconsciously derived from my parents. I would imagine 17+ years under their guidance would do that to me.
My roots. My inner workings. My character. My beliefs. Etched into me since I was a child without even knowing. It’s amazing the the farther I try running from being like my parents, the more like them I become. Both good and bad.
I suppose that’s life, leaving me breathless.
I’ve had alot of time to sit and just reflect on it all. My roots, my character, the things that make me tick. My beliefs. The other day I was sitting in a Jimmy Johns, queue the cheesy music now, and came across a poster full of beliefs. I’m usually the kind that goes off the beaten path, not one to conform to normal standards but I have to admit, I agreed with alot of them. I wanted to share, and who knows, I might add in a couple myself.
I Believe-
That sometimes when I’m angry I have the right to be angry but that doesn’t give me the right to be cruel.
I Believe-
That just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.
I Believe-
That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you’ve had and what you’ve learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you’ve celebrated.
I Believe-
That it isn’t always enough to be forgiven by other. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
I Believe-
That no matter how bad your heart is broken that the world doesn’t stop for your grief.
I Believe-
That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.
I Believe-
That just because two people argue, it doesn’t mean they don’t love each other. And just because they don’t argue, it doesn’t mean they do.
I Believe-
That it’s taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.
I Believe-
That you can keep going long after you can’t.
I Believe-
That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
I Believe-
That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.
I Believe-
That money is a lousy way of keeping score.
I Believe-
That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you’re down, will be the ones who help you get back up.
I Believe-
That two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.
I Believe-
That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.
Obviously, these beliefs were ripped off from some poster, but regardless, there are some truth to them when I do my own self reflection. Of course, your mileage may vary. As much as I’d love to stay up all night with you, talk to you, listen to you, I need to get some shuteye, but before I leave you, I wanted to share two more things. First, the evolution of my blog, with some tasty photos taken randomly during tonights session. Second, I wanted to share the song I had on repeat all day today. If that’s not an intimate setting, I don’t know what is. Night everybody.
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