Good afternoon all! I swear these Tuesdays keep coming by even quicker. It felt like only a couple of weeks ago I was sending you an ode to winter and now spring is already settling in beautifully. How many pink and white blossom trees have you seen? Aren’t they just divine? And the tiny spots of green on the trees as new leaves are born again? I LOVE IT.
I think I mentioned last week (and also on Instagram) that I was having a bit of a rough time lately and unfortunately I’m still riding that train but seeing the world brighten and open up again makes me really happy. I’m just so grateful for nature. What would we do without sunsets I don’t even wanna know.
Anyway, this week I’m giving you a little (or long actually) prose poem loosely on the idea that we’re always supposed to be striving for something and whether that is actually necessary. I’ve always thought that I’ve come a long way from the “always be productive” mindset but it turns out that I actually have a way to go. I need to take a closer look at my constant need to set big goals and the idea that I always need to be working on something. A piece for another time and a therapy session I need desperately. For now, some words. Enjoy!
maybe we're just meant to be average and enjoy small things. maybe we're just meant to go to our little jobs and see our friends on the weekends. maybe we're just meant to be happy with the things in front of us. maybe we're just supposed to smile at sunsets and make silly jokes and hug our mothers and say stupid things and apologise and move on. maybe we’re meant to cry at little things, wipe our tears and carry on. maybe things just happen. but maybe we're not meant to work to the bone just for some money that we must immediately deposit into someone else's pocket, so we don't feel the rain on the top of our heads. maybe we're supposed to drink the water directly from the skies. what if we’re supposed to be mediocre and no one should be famous for nothing. maybe we don't have to set big goals, maybe the end of the day is as far as we need to look ahead. maybe we're just meant to enjoy the moment we're in right now and never worry about the person we want to be in five years. maybe we are the people we are right now and that's okay. maybe we don't need to have huge amounts of ambition to matter. maybe we don't need to count every calorie, every roll, every wrinkle, every mistake, every bad thing and turn it into art, every good thing and post it online. maybe we don't need the internet. maybe we don't need comments sections. maybe we just need that look in someone’s eye. maybe we could just survive on kindness. maybe we could work 20 hours a week and spend the rest of our time eating sweet fruits and painting pretty skies. maybe we should send our friends letters again. maybe we should read more books. maybe we should write our feelings down more and talk about them with the people we trust. maybe we should bring back house phones, so we can wrap our fingers around the cord when we’re nervous or say “hang on a minute!” when the postman comes and your friend is left with the distant notes of your inner world. maybe we don’t have to try as hard to be anything other than the people we are when we wake up, when we cry, when we laugh, when we try, when our palms sweat to ask a cute boy on a date or when our hearts race when we see them walking down the aisle. maybe we’re already enough. maybe we can just live our lives and keep looking at the sky, search for the moon at night as a sign we’re still alive and rest our heads on the clouds. maybe our heads are supposed to be in the clouds.
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This!!!! This was like a soothing balm. The anaphora gave this such a nice rhythm and every line brought romance to the mundane. Reminded me that I’m enough as I am and with a head in the clouds, dreamed of a new world to live in. A world that celebrates the truth of nature. 🤍
Love the lighter mood of this piece paired with Spring's bloom.