When courage finally comes, you never see it coming,Right outta nowhere
You open your heart and that changes everything
You’re going somewhere
And all you need to know is that you’re free to go.
– Christine Kane, Right Outta Nowherre
I knew that the day would come.
I would look in the mirror.
I would see that I was looking back. I would know I’d found my way past the noise of what loud voices told me.
I would hear myself telling me I had been wrong. I would see in my own eyes the wisdom of what life had shown me. I would understand, and stand on my own feet with solid ground beneath me.
Even though, I didn’t know where this day or the next was going to take me, one bit more than I had known what my route would be the day before when I had stood looking in the same mirror, I no longer wondered who would be going down that road.
Right outta nowhere, I was there, brave and vulnerable, tall and alive, funny, and not afraid of me.
Even when the usual bravery isn’t the same the courage it takes to face the sunshine knowing that . . . life isn’t about proving something, or holding on, or listening to people who don’t you.
It’s about understanding that . . .
Some choices hold you down.
Some chances set you free. . . .
−Christine Kane
It’s about believing in everything I was born for.
It’s about living, being alive, in the world that has my name.
−me strauss Letting me be
13 comments:
Liz, it's wonderful to wake up to your reflections on one of my favorite songs. I think that both you and Christine must sense how everything in life prepares you for a moment when, if you're paying attention, can thrust you beyond yourself and out where the air is clear and you can think your own thoughts and feel your own life once again. When it happens, it feels like coming home.
Hi Dawn,
Wow are you quoatable!
. . . everything in life prepares you for a moment when you can think your own thoughts and feel your own life once again. When it happens, it feels like coming home.
That's a beautiful description. Poetry really. Thank you for saying that.
Christine,
I think that inspriation thing goes both ways. Thank you for the hope you give to everyone.
I'm going to have to discover this artist now. Hugs to you Liz.
Hey Tree,
She's wonderful as an artist and a person. You two will become good friends I do predict.
Ahhhh..... a delight.
Especially fine post today!
Old hippie w/ too many degrees, now living free & easy in Budapest.
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Christine: Real Player not needed. Instead, people must have the Flash/Shockwave plug-in installed, which is very common these days..
Ah, Old hippie she hangs out with us at Successful Blog and also spends a lot of time in my car. :)
Hey Liz- You say the things I'm working on, thinking about, but you say it so softly, kindly, like my sweet cat purring and meowing politely next to me, telling me, "see, I told you everything was going to be ok!"
love,
D
Oh David,
To hear you say that means something. We're always working on the same things, aren't we? A couple of seekers and seers in that forest. . . . Don't forget to breathe. :)
Yes, Liz, we are. And thanks for the reminder. I still forget!
Hi David,
I hear the bell ring every now and then and I think of you, even when it doesn't. We are twin stars in the same sky.
I had to go walk around my apartment after eading this post. It brought tears to my eyes.
I'm tired of being scared. Everyday it passes more and more into the past. As it passes, this excitment, a quiet calm trust is bubbling up inside me. And all I can do is smile about it. That makes me happy.
I'm going to send this site to my mother Back-East. thanks for the email Liz *hug*.
I'm so happy to meet you, Jessica Doyle.
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