yesterday, after a very long day, i needed to decompress and gave a call to the only person who could make it all better -- my best friend. it's become routine now that every time we need to "process" thoughts or figure out a problem, we give each other a call. most of the time, when i call her, i'm not expecting for her to give me the magic words to make it all better, but rather, seeking her encouragement to help me get over the bump. yesterday was no different.
the day before, i was feeling rather melancholy (there's a word i don't use often.) i had gone to my daily yoga session and went through the sequence of poses to the tunes of coldplay's "Viva La Vida" and eddie vedder's "Rise." two songs that kind of always leave a knot in my throat, cause i'm a lyrics girl. my instructor tuned in to vedder's advice of "turning mistakes into gold." as i'm laying there on my mat, working on my bridge pose, focusing on my breathing, i contemplated vedder's lyrics. suddenly, the sensation to let it all out overcame me, and so i transitioned to child's pose to regroup. i finished the class and lay there quietly, in the silence of the room, focusing on my breathing. it helped.
so there's three things i've always strived to be... perfect, happy, and a writer. still working on the first one. the second one comes and goes. the third is the impetus for this blog.
getting back to my original point, that night i called my friend, my best friend and i talked about the changes we've both been through since our friendship began, the mistakes we've made along the way, and the things that prevent us from being where we want to be. we wondered if we were living the life we always envisioned for ourselves.
despite all our highs and lows, we always seem to find a way to look at things and chuckle - trying not to take ourselves too seriously. and i always manage to entertain her with tales of my many mishaps - which have become more frequent and devastating. yet, we still have hope that things do work out and can only get better. so the one thing she's always said i should do is write about them. write about them before they grow stale in my brain. write about them to learn from them, and write about them to become that writer i've always wanted to be.
so that is what i am doing now. i figured i can't ever be perfect, though i may try in vain. happiness will come and go, but being a writer, finally taking the time to sort through all my thoughts, is something that is quite feasible. so, i'm taking vedder's advice and turning my mistakes into gold.
the day before, i was feeling rather melancholy (there's a word i don't use often.) i had gone to my daily yoga session and went through the sequence of poses to the tunes of coldplay's "Viva La Vida" and eddie vedder's "Rise." two songs that kind of always leave a knot in my throat, cause i'm a lyrics girl. my instructor tuned in to vedder's advice of "turning mistakes into gold." as i'm laying there on my mat, working on my bridge pose, focusing on my breathing, i contemplated vedder's lyrics. suddenly, the sensation to let it all out overcame me, and so i transitioned to child's pose to regroup. i finished the class and lay there quietly, in the silence of the room, focusing on my breathing. it helped.
so there's three things i've always strived to be... perfect, happy, and a writer. still working on the first one. the second one comes and goes. the third is the impetus for this blog.
getting back to my original point, that night i called my friend, my best friend and i talked about the changes we've both been through since our friendship began, the mistakes we've made along the way, and the things that prevent us from being where we want to be. we wondered if we were living the life we always envisioned for ourselves.
despite all our highs and lows, we always seem to find a way to look at things and chuckle - trying not to take ourselves too seriously. and i always manage to entertain her with tales of my many mishaps - which have become more frequent and devastating. yet, we still have hope that things do work out and can only get better. so the one thing she's always said i should do is write about them. write about them before they grow stale in my brain. write about them to learn from them, and write about them to become that writer i've always wanted to be.
so that is what i am doing now. i figured i can't ever be perfect, though i may try in vain. happiness will come and go, but being a writer, finally taking the time to sort through all my thoughts, is something that is quite feasible. so, i'm taking vedder's advice and turning my mistakes into gold.
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