Decided to do something productive with my insomnia
My “33” tattoo has been itching me a lot lately, and since it is on the back of my neck, it is my only tattoo that I can’t¬†actually ever see. I decided to take a picture of it with my phone (to make sure everything was alright) and after realizing it was, I also remembered why I got the tattoo in the first place. To me, 33 is a reminder that anything is possible. It actually means “all things are possible,” and I started seeing it everywhere from a really young age, before I even knew what it meant. I eventually got it tattooed on me, to remind myself that everything in life is happening for a reason, and that there is a world of limitless possibilities available to us if we just believe and take the first steps to working towards them.
I had a great day today. I reconnected with old friends, and built relationships with new ones (all connected to the music industry in some way). Sometimes I become impatient on my path, and wish that things were further along than they are already, but at other times, I have to remind myself what I started with, and I am amazed at how far I have come!
When I moved to the US, I didn’t know ANYONE! I was talking to a friend of mine about that tonight actually, and when I really think about it, I can’t believe how fortunate I have been in building a network of inspiring and influential friends who mean the world to me in the US now.
I definitely feel like a child of the world. I don’t think that only one place can be called “home”, because so much of what I associate with that word can be found in different parts of the world for me. A lot of my life has been spent here now though, and a lot of the people I have met have certainly shaped who I have become, and influenced my work in ways that I could never have imagined. Sometimes we get so caught up in “the work” that we forget that it is our experiences that allow for our creations to be born.
Upon reflection, and in looking back over old journals of mine, and old blogs I used to write on myspace (remember that site?! Lol), I am reminded that there are so many people who have contributed to who I am today, and I am forever thankful for that. Some of you I am still in contact with (on here or when we’re lucky, in person), and others are just memories that come back to either haunt me or add a smile to my face from time to time. Even the haunting moments are welcome though, because I am able to see how far we have all come, and how passionately and unapologetically we have lived our lives. I wouldn’t want it any other way.
I was asked tonight whether I have any regrets, and I said that I didn’t, because I obviously wouldn’t be who I am today if I hadn’t gone through each and every experience. One thing I do wish I did more though was to write even in the times where everything was going good. I sometimes wonder what someone would think if they found all my journals one day, because they would probably think that I was crazy, or depressed, or confused for most of my life, and while it is true that I have definitely felt all of those emotions, I have also felt immense joy, and contentment, excitement, and hope. – I just don’t tend to write much during those times for some reason!
Anyway, remember to dream big and know that anything is possible.
Much love and light,