dayHave you ever had a song playing in the background of your thoughts like a soundtrack to a movie, and for the life of you, you can’t figure out what stuck it there? That happened to me this morning. All of a sudden, the music and then a voice was singing, ” doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, dum, dum- dum- di doo-dum-dum… No it is not that kind of mantra…, tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow, you’re only a day away….

And the voice — it’s really good. It’s my voice — but only better! My intonation is great, my pitch is right on the money, and even my phrasing doesn’t miss a beat. I kinda like that voice. I feel…I don’t know… good with my own tunes playing in the background of my mind.

How come, I don’t sound that good in real life?! Yep, no  VOICE audition is in my future, even though I think I could probably get a two chair turn, at least. 🙂 I think Adam or Blake may see my raw, unschooled talent, but I am good with toiling in the shadows. Sometimes that’s the safest place to be you. 🙂

However, I am the kind of person who is always asking why? How come? What else? And so on. I want to know, so when I can’t know for certain, it kinda bugs me. And I am still wondering why the song, “Tomorrow” from the movie, Annie, is playing in my brain?

I will say this. I may never know the exact cause, but the effect is kind of, well, nice. I am thinking about the tomorrows of the New Year that is headed our way in less than a week. But I am also thinking of the tomorrows that have gone by, and my judgement says that “It’s all good.” What a nice feeling to have the ability – after it all —  to say, “It’s all good.” Even when your heart has been broken, and stomped on, or you’ve been ridiculed and laughed at, or you’ve been lied about and bad mouthed by people and circumstances that are always beyond your control. Ouch! But, you know, it’s all good.

I think it is true what Tony Robbins, Brendon Bruchard and many others say about struggle. I did an Instaquote on it. The picture I found was under the free column, but I couldn’t trace it back to its origin. It’s a brilliant picture, because it captures what we sometimes feel when life SEEMS to be stronger than we are:

292Our tears are a form of release, but I think they are also the beginnings of an amazing life. We learn from our failures, from our pain, from our struggles, and if we don’t quit, we emerge from those experiences, stronger, better, and more equipped for the next challenge that is headed our way. The bird is bowed over taking the blows, but notice, the blows aren’t knocking her off the perch. It stands,  hurt by what is going on, but is not friggin broken by it, nor is the bird moved from her position. She endures, and when the rains cease, she emerges stronger, and better than ever.

We are not only validated by our victories, but we are also forged and honed by the rock of our struggles. Honor them. Here’s another one of my Instaquotes that captures this thought perfectly:   192

Sometimes, we believe that life is better without the bad sh– that goes on, and in a lot of ways that is true. But there is also value in fighting the good fight, in standing up for who you are, and what you believe in, and saying , “It’s enough. Love me, hate me, like me or leave me, whatever! Your definitions define you, they do not define me.”

There’s comfort in knowing your intentions, and in knowing yourself, so well. Because there are plenty of people out there who want to tell you who you are, what you should be doing, who you should be with, who you should be friends with, what you should have done ….And those people “SHOULD” all over themselves. Get out of their way. Walk with your voice, with your spirit, and with your intentions to live a good life. (For the Tony fans out there that means an OUTSTANDING life.)

So I am wishing you on the many tomorows to come that you stand tall, take it if you have to, because your day is coming when you step into the light and say, “It’s All Good.” And maybe that day isn’t a day away, maybe that day is going down for real, right now!

Until next time,