Rants, Rita, and Realities – A Grace Full Life
I was driving in my car the other day, listening to music, when the song Beautiful Life by the artist Soll came up on my playlist. I’ve shared this song here before. It’s a lovely song with lovely lyrics, but one line in particular resonated with me…
“can I get out of my own way before it’s too late?”
For the past six months, I’ve kept a spiral notebook in which I record things I’m grateful for daily for on a daily basis. Some days I can think of a lot of things, but others I can’t. It’s gotten a lot more difficult recently. It can be difficult to discover the positive at times, and that’s okay.
During my morning soul homework, I was working on an assignment for my latest Julia Cameron book, which prompted me to check over my gratitude notebook.
It read like an inspirational novel as I flipped through the pages of wonderful things in my every days. And I had an epiphany: my life is good.
I’m just as guilty as everybody else of claiming that the last two years have been terrible.
Are we ever going to get out of this mess?
Is 2021 going to be just as bad as 2020?
A lot of good has happened to me and in my life that I would have missed if I hadn’t written it down.
I’m so glad I have evidence.
I can see why therapists, monks, sages, and others advise individuals to keep track of the good things that happen in their lives.
We tend to get in our own way. Because we have a tendency to focus on the negative.
After reading all of the things I’d written down, I thought to myself, this is a book that everyone should have. This is a book I wish each of you would write.
I mentioned in last week’s podcast that two of John Hughes’ films hadn’t aged well. I reflected on it, and I realized that I’ve had old posts that haven’t aged well either. I’ve said and written things in the past that I’d regret if someone held them up today.
A few years ago, I wrote a screenplay based on John Hughes’ films while I was in the midst of perimenopause. I was a very different person back then. I thought what I wrote in the screenplay was solid material.
If you showed me that work now, I’d cringe at some of what I wrote. I might even tell myself, “You know, your screenplay isn’t aging well.” I might feel hurt at first. Then edit the hell out of it.
I still stand by what I said in that podcast, but I also continue to enjoy John Hughes and his films. Thank you to one of my readers for prompting me reconsider the matter. 🙂