Monday Morning Rhyme: How Do You Know?

Monday Morning RhymeHow do you tell a racing mind to walk steady?
How do you tell a soul burning with wild dreams, the world isn’t ready?
How do you tell a heart full of passion to feel less heavy?
How do you tell a dream laced with certainty and riddled with obstacle, the time is not now?

How do you cling on to hope when the clock keeps ticking away from you?
How do you stay true to a vision that constantly makes a mockery of everything you feel to be so true?
How do you quiet the doubt and the fear when they speak so damn loud?
How do you scream a scream piercing enough to be heard over that ever expansive, ever hateful crowd?

How do you know you’ll ever get where you’re trying to go?
How do you know you won’t cripple in failure before you reach that goal?
How do you know you’ll find the strength to endure all the ways it can go so wrong?
How do you know you’ll get past the melody and write your life’s song?

How do you know you don’t already possess everything you need to make a real change?
How do you know a good dose of faith and humility won’t be enough to make it that final stretch?
How do you know you don’t need to have all the answers to get to the top of the stairs?
How do you know hope, hustle and grit won’t get you there?

Happy Monday!

Love,
Word Share Junkie

Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost, They Are Alive

Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost

Not all those who wander are lost. It’s a line from the poem All that is gold does not glitter, written by J.R.R. Tolkien for the Lord of the Rings. I’ve never actually seen any of those movies, I know, GASP, but I came across the quote somewhere in social media land today, and I thought, aha! Isn’t that the beauty of the digital age we live in? You can catch small, but meaningful gems at every random click of your mouse. I’m corny, and I know it. Also, I love it. Anyway, here it is:

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

That line is so true. Not all those who wander are lost. Some of us have a “nasty” little habit of constant daydreaming, planning, searching, looking – for a little spark, for a new adventure, for a fresh accomplishment, and that some of us is definitely, unequivocally, me. But it doesn’t necessarily mean I’m lost.

All my life, I’ve heard things like:

“You’ll just make yourself unhappy by expecting so much out of life.”

“You have food, water and shelter. What else do you need?” (I’m so serious. I was totally told this at 17.)

“You’re restless. That’s bad for you. Just sit.”

“Oh, stop being crazy. Stop trying to be a hero.”

Despite the nags, I’ve always pushed for more, questioned things, searched for progress, and I strive to move forward in some small way every chance I get. If you’re anything like me, and people also tell you to stop daydreaming, or just settle for what you have, stop being ungrateful, or that you’re just setting yourself up for disappointment, I invite you to take a stand with me, and yell, not all those who wander are lost! 

Try new things. If they don’t work or you fail at a new venture, try something else. Keep moving forward and searching. Make a little tweak here. Make a little tweak there. Never settle. Don’t listen to fear or failure. They are your teachers, your friends, and your road to glory. They are not your enemies. Don’t let anyone make you impossible-minded. Always stay possible-minded and forge ahead. Figure out a way to get where you want to go. Don’t let the passing of time without successes deter you. Triumph rarely happens in a day.

And when you achieve one goal, set the next. Always strive for improvement. Always find new things to excite you and fulfill you. It’s not frivolous or ungrateful, and it doesn’t even mean that you’re entirely unhappy with your current situation. But there is so much to experience in life, why stop at the now?

The day you stop daydreaming, planning, hoping and wishing, I suggest you check your pulse. All those who wander are not lost, baby. They are ALIVE.

Happy, motivated Tuesday ya’ll.

Love,

Sonia, Word Share Junkie

Live More Life

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You know me. I’m always thinking, scheming, wondering where I will find my next adventure. And, ever since I came back from my way-too-short vacation in beautiful San Juan, Puerto Rico I’ve been thinking a lot about my desire to live more life.

I think I really make an effort every day to do more, feel more, connect more, but I’m never really satiated. I keep reminding myself that living more life is not necessarily about more money, more traveling or fancier possessions. It’s about being incredibly present in your every day, and connecting with your surroundings; learning to derive great pleasure from small coincidences and a great cup of coffee, a new experience or just a sunny day.

In that vein, I thought I’d do something I rarely do anymore, and would really love to get back into more. That’s right. I whipped up a little poem about living more life. I hope it will feed you a spoonful of inspiration today, or at least that you won’t think it’s terrible! Here it goes ya’ll.

I want to live more life.
I want to breathe richer air, and always push to be fair.
I want to reach just a little higher. Add flame, not water, to my fire.
I want to harvest more passion that I can handle. Let it take me farther.
I want to live more life.

I want to live more life.
I never want to settle for just good enough. Giving up makes life too unbearably rough.
I wouldn’t dare put a muzzle on my dreams. It’s they that keep me alive it seems.
Listening to naysayers just isn’t my style. Just let them talk for a while.
I want to live more life.

I want to live more life.
Make some small difference in people’s lives. Sounds corny, right?
I want to be more than just regular. I’ve always felt a little bit special.
I want to give myself more chances than most people think they deserve.
I want to live more life.

I want to live more life.
Express more, connect more, feel more. I want to be so human it hurts.
I don’t want to hide from the struggle. I want to go out and fight it with grandeur.
I want to experience more, take more risks. Fall down and get back up again enough times to know I’ve lived more life.
You get me?
I just want to live more life.

Sonia, Word Share Junkie