Be a part of something bigger

Be a part of something bigger than you.

Be proud of your parents and grandparents. Know their story.

No need to be strong all the time. It’s a long road. It started before you and will continue on.

You’re doing your best. You’re doing a good job. You are not alone.

What did your past generations deal with? what did they accomplish?

Your day to day, things that take you off track, impact your well-being – some of them are so small in this chain.

Remind yourself – you are a part of something bigger, something good. Be active and contribute. Be proud of your contribution to this chain.

Let it go

It’s funny how some distance makes everything seem small

And the fears that once controlled me can’t get to me at all

It’s time to see what I can do

To test the limits and break through

No right, no wrong, no rules for me

I’m free

Let It Go lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group

Eddie says Just breathe

What is Eddie Vedder’s magic?

First of all he survives. The spell of nineties grunge. He was an outsider – not a raised and born Seattle. He learned that his real father was dead and that he was lied about that. This is a theme that comes back in his songs. But it not the point.

He is part of a band that survives. Still creative, still rocking. Almost fell apart after the great Album Vitalogy, practically creating songs without talking with each other. Survived a huge first album, knowing that it will define them forever and that they could probably never reach this high again. But it is not the point.

And the voice. Goes deep into your head and heart. But it is not the point.

Eddie moves you. Convinces you that he is real. That he has pains and sadness. That it is ok that you too have those. He can make you feel deeper. He is one of us. In his performance he works hard. Harder than most. He thanks people who work back stage. By their name and in length. Authenticity. Empathy. Imperfect.

Heard a song from my teen soundtrack

I was hearing a song from my teens. Hearing it took me back to those days. It awakens a feeling inside my body. The same feeling, I think, I had back then, but not sure. This feeling comes together with memories. 

Which memories stay with us many years later? what does it mean that we kept those memories and not others. 

Sometimes I wish I had documented more of my thoughts and experiences from back then. 

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