Spring clean of a different kind...

Today was all about this and that, chores and more. Some say it's fun doing the things most people do not want to do but I find it calming, it makes you think about times ahead and times that have long since passed. It gives clarity like clean laundry, the smell of the fabric softener, gone is all the dirt and grime just like in the mind. Fold it up neatly and things start falling into place numerically and alphabetically.

The reality is that clothes do not stay clean, the softener does not last and soon you find yourself back to where you started just thinking, waiting for the calm during the storm. Fear can cripple you, it can make you lose sight of all things positive, thoughts, memories. It can infiltrate through even the toughest of skin leaving the stains of its presence behind, stains that does not easily fade after one wash.

We all have them, no matter how neatly packed away or how good it is folded, at times they linger and stay with us, fears. Chores and more needs work, fears needs work, either you get rid of them or feed them, the scars of times past or times to come. Sometimes we feed them because it is so easy to think way ahead into the future forgetting that life is about living for today and not for what is to come a year down the line.

I guess it is true that the mind is a powerful weapon, it can make you or break you and I look at times in mirrors of shadows and find myself lost waiting for the calm during the storm that is life. We all have a choice but the question is how easy is it to make? How easy is it to forget pain, loss, suffering or do we live with the effects each day painting our own pictures in our minds and based on that build our futures.

We all have them... how easy is it?

Darkness turned to light

Angel

You made me see

Darkness black turned to light

You made me be

Sands in wind of flight

You gave me you

Golden shield of might

Believe in you

In what you do

Believe in me

and what  you see

Believe in us

Diamonds in the rough

Forever hands of time

set in stone to be mine

Forever glowing shine

a future bonded in a rhyme

Angels voices sing

a new song for dawn to bring

Feel free to share this with someone special. 

And Action...

A stage production is filled with scenes of laughter, drama, suspense and various emotions. It brings from within feelings we have all experienced at one stage or another and the best of these stays with us for months and years to come. We all play a part in our own production, a story flung together, intertwined by events which sometimes can leave us with no plot, a story in which your character  does not understand what had just happened or why, trying to solve a mystery with no or little clues.

Behind the scenes as said before our mind is trying to make sense of each situation and can sometimes go overboard stretching out the story, transforming characters from good to evil,  breaking each segment, dissolving its true meaning and purpose. Soon you are left questioning yourself if non fiction is actually fiction and whether your characters are indeed truthful in their ways.

Yet you are the one holding the pen writing the script word for word.

The realization I came up with in my script is to give my characters time to evolve, to allow them to grow before I make changes to the script or alter it's meaning. Not everything is black and white and meant to be understood until the curtain falls. We can't judge them or show that we do not support there intentions just because of where the character came from, each of them is unique and deserves that place or second chance without a doubt.

As we tell our story to others we learn, we learn what would happen and how we would feel if the ending came in a specific way, but the truth is today and tomorrow there will be no ending, not until the Fat lady does sing announcing that the show is over for you. Before that happens we must be willing to break a few legs and enjoy the show. No tale comes without ups and downs, it's what we do with them that matters.

A walk of thought

So it is Monday and the start of a new week which means more work and meetings and customers, and...and...and. I usually start my week by thinking the same thing, like this week I must write three short stories of 8000 words each for a client and honestly my brain is still in weekend mode so the energy is not yet there at all.

I normally go after something kind and motivational on a Monday, choosing a different piece each week just to get me going and I thought it is worth sharing with you.

"And so, dear heart, it is time for your restoration. For there is One greater than your Enemy, One who has sought you out from the beginning of time. He has come to heal your broken heart and restore your feminine soul"
The Ransomed Heart by John Eldredge

'He's always there...
To bear the burden,
To share the hours,
To strengthen the heart.
Our loving Lord,
Our faithful friend,
The one who cares...
He's always there.                                            

      Author: BJ. Hoff

No matter what you believe there is always something to find that will inspire to you and if there is not, just be grateful for what you have like your kids, a roof over your head, the fact that you have a job. Focus on the things that matter.

Holidays will come eventually to appreciate it even more. :-)

Hope this touched you today,

Johan