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Jun. 13th, 2002 12:02 amI love the things
wiredferret bounces back at me.
I am change, she said. And set off a cascade of echoes. Long-dormant advice, I don't even remember whom from anymore. Origins lost in time and buried under scores of other unremembered things. But the words remained, waiting.
Be the change you want to see.
So much time I spend saying "if only." If only this hadn't happened... If I had... If I hadn't... If only I could... I wait for inspiration to strike like the lightning out of a clear sky, and wonder why it never arrives.
I can change. I can change my thoughts, and those control my moods. I can change my behaviours, and those change my habits.
I walked through my pregnancies hyperaware. Every bite counted, there was a life and a tiny body inside me to be crafted with care. I trusted my body, listened to it, cared for it - and the feedback was the sensation of being surrounded and filled with growth. I visualised the babies long before they were born, I knew each tiny finger and toe and curling lock in my mind's eye - and Logan was the only child for whom I got an ultrasound picture, but they all looked just as I'd imagined, down to the birthmarks they all carry, under the hair at the napes of their neck.
Such scattered thoughts - but. I know the power of throwing myself into a state of being. I know the feeling of saying within myself, this I am, this is me, and making it be so.
So. My own question turned back on me. What will I change? We shall see.
I am change, she said. And set off a cascade of echoes. Long-dormant advice, I don't even remember whom from anymore. Origins lost in time and buried under scores of other unremembered things. But the words remained, waiting.
Be the change you want to see.
So much time I spend saying "if only." If only this hadn't happened... If I had... If I hadn't... If only I could... I wait for inspiration to strike like the lightning out of a clear sky, and wonder why it never arrives.
I can change. I can change my thoughts, and those control my moods. I can change my behaviours, and those change my habits.
I walked through my pregnancies hyperaware. Every bite counted, there was a life and a tiny body inside me to be crafted with care. I trusted my body, listened to it, cared for it - and the feedback was the sensation of being surrounded and filled with growth. I visualised the babies long before they were born, I knew each tiny finger and toe and curling lock in my mind's eye - and Logan was the only child for whom I got an ultrasound picture, but they all looked just as I'd imagined, down to the birthmarks they all carry, under the hair at the napes of their neck.
Such scattered thoughts - but. I know the power of throwing myself into a state of being. I know the feeling of saying within myself, this I am, this is me, and making it be so.
So. My own question turned back on me. What will I change? We shall see.
Source if the quote, if thats what you can't remember
Date: 2002-06-13 06:31 am (UTC)Re: Source of the quote, if that's what you can't remember
Date: 2002-06-13 09:53 am (UTC)