Grasping Falling Stars While Chasing Dreams
Sail Away ~ original by Enya
This music is very different from the norm that I have done here before. Although it is true that I am very much Irish; that the Celtic Woman sing the sounds I knew of as my maternal great grandparents Folk music and is very meaningful to me, this is not one of those songs. Its much more pop like I’d say, but I love it just the same. The tempo moves my spirit and even more so the lyrics move my heart.Note to All Music Fans, I am making Fall changes or another kind. All the music play list choices I have been posting here (unless specific to a particular narrative post ) will now be posted at; Cyckopps, Rides Again. You can find us at: http://geetoni.wordpress.com/ My hope s that you will follow on over there, click follow, and continue being moved in some way by the music & the stories. If you have something to share and or suggest please feel welcome to do so. ~ Thank you.
Seems I have been noticing a lot of things I have tended to take for granted lately, and with great joy in my heart these are some of some of the things that have had most of my attention recently. It’s where I have been. Some things taken for granted are now appreciated again… some thing my eyes had never seen before or my heart-felt… are intense feelings today.
While the leaves of the trees are changing colors and falling off the branches of their trees this Fall of 2012 – so it is that I am living some changes in the branches of my own life.. Some brand new; and some long in coming.
This most recent change has kept me a whole lot self consumed this last week, feeling like finally a goal of some sort is being reached. Other things I am passionate and love ..some have taken a back seat and appropriately so., while others I am living loudly and proudly. Without meaning to be cryptic suffice it to say that for the purpose of this post the actual changes are not so important. (they are of course of a very personal nature) It’s the premise behind what I am speaking of that is important for this post. It’s in finding the Autumn changes of life that I am referring to. The authentic truths of yourself.
Life changes like the seasons our life, reaching points where its time for self-reflection and time to consider yourself for maybe the first time ever. To be true to yourself is a lot easier said than done, this is a process I have also discovered.
I am not referring to feeling selfish because you buy something frivolous and it feels selfish. I am not talking about confessing what you think you have done to wrong someone. I don’t mean pampering yourself, although you certainly should. What I specifically mean and I am talking about is being true to thine self in all ways.
I wonder how many of us live as authentically as we could.
I know I was not ~ to be certain..
This is my point ,or my theory if you will. I am not certain if it takes reaching a chronological age to have the courage to finally live the truth for yourself and to find your most authentic path in life, or if it’s an emotional intelligence thing. I frankly don’t care which it is, I am grateful that I just get it now.
My life changes all revolve around being honest, truthful and authentic with myself. Old dreams that were stuffed away for all the wrong reasons are being let loose again, and allowed to live. Aspects of myself I stifled for one reason or another which let me give myself permission to pretend they no longer mattered – once again are being nurtured and encouraged.
On clouds of hopes and dreams that are my own and belong to my hear & spirit which has not given in, or given up…..Those days are gone, much like the brightly Fall leaves that gently or wildly fall off the branches of the trees.
Instead I watch as my authentic spirit with all my truths sails away on the tails of all my hopes and dream.
I really do love this time of my life….
My Granddaughter Is Mini-Mini Me.
She was eccentric at age 4 yrs old. And old soul by age 10, child of the earth by age 13,
My granddaughter – a work in progress. Having a problem committing (nothing is adhered yet) to anything on this page. Both, my granddaughter (19) and this page layout……..still very much a works in progress.
Saturday September 22, 2012
Yeah I am late. I was solving all the worlds problems instead…
…lost myself in the bliss of it all ~
My Six words: