Has your heartbeat ever been replaced by another pulse? A beat so strong it courses through your body, and seems to resonate within you? You know the experience doesn't come from within, and the supposed heartbeat is artificial, but that does not make it any less real or powerful. It is at times like these, when a person can become truly lost. One person in a mass of people. One body in a sea of others. One heart beating in time with a noise far greater than any it could generate.
Let me give you an example.
This month I have been to two concerts. The first of which was the utterley incredible Linkin Park. Their music is so heartfelt, and often raw. You can tell that as Chester Bennington sings out his lyrics, he really means them. Moreover, part of what made their performance was the drum beat. The majority of the songs were built on a hard, low bass beat which the sound system amplified and projected through the audience. The beat was so loud, and so low it pumped through my body and seemed to, as stated at the start, replace my own heartbeat. I became lost in the rawness of the music and the mass of people I was sharing it with. The experience was one you must encounter, as it's description could never quite level the feeling. Later in the month I went to a Paramore concert, and the feeling was mimicked in a number of their songs. Hoever, Paramore can be somewhat softer than Linkin Park.
A rock concert is truly the music genre at it's finest. If you're a fan of any band that comes under that umbrella I urge you to have this experience. Have a go at letting the drums of your favourite band replace your heartbeat.
Word of the Day: namaste. A conventional Hindu expression on meeting or parting.
I haven't included it, as it was impossible to work in. I'm sure you can see why! Sorry if I've disappointed!
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Tuesday, 2 November 2010
Why So Serious?
I realised that pretty much all my blog posts so far have been rather serious. I don't want you all to think that I'm grey and dull, and while I'm so grateful for all the positive feedback I've been getting from this blog (from one of my friends in particular) I wanted to write something a little more light-hearted tonight. That's why at the moment I am also listening to Key 103 as Mike Posner tells me I think I'm cooler than him (which is totally not true Mike!), looking through some funny pictures of some good times, and just generally chilling.
A few of my friends are going through hard times at the moment, and I think it's imporatant to provide a little light relief every now again,. For example, a blog post that has no "purpose" as such, but has just been written for the sake of writing. That is why this post has no Word of the Day today. Just to shake things up a bit.
Going back at what I said at the beginning of this post about being grey and boring, I've just realised I think that's what a lot of people think about Christianity. I reckon most people envisage an old guy with a long flowing white beard, sitting up on a load of clouds and glaring down at us. They think he's holding a clipboard and telling Christians what they can and can't do each day, trying to ruin people's fun. Trust me, if that was God, I wouldn't want to know him! I love my faith, because it's not boring and dull. It's an exciting relationship with my best friend. The furthest thing from grey and boring!
A few of my friends are going through hard times at the moment, and I think it's imporatant to provide a little light relief every now again,. For example, a blog post that has no "purpose" as such, but has just been written for the sake of writing. That is why this post has no Word of the Day today. Just to shake things up a bit.
Going back at what I said at the beginning of this post about being grey and boring, I've just realised I think that's what a lot of people think about Christianity. I reckon most people envisage an old guy with a long flowing white beard, sitting up on a load of clouds and glaring down at us. They think he's holding a clipboard and telling Christians what they can and can't do each day, trying to ruin people's fun. Trust me, if that was God, I wouldn't want to know him! I love my faith, because it's not boring and dull. It's an exciting relationship with my best friend. The furthest thing from grey and boring!
Thursday, 14 October 2010
The Lunar-Man
I looked up into the sky this evening, and noticed it was a half moon. At first glance it purely looked like a white semi-circle hovering in the velvet sky, as it always does. But when I began to look closely, I started to see a face. Not the standard man-in-the-moon that you see in a full moon, staring out at you. I began to see the moon's face in profile. As if he was gazing across the sky, at some celestial formation to his left. I tilted my head to one side and smiled at this peculiarly placed man. Then, once again, I began to see something different. I no longer saw the lunar-man's face, instead the moon looked more like it was missing it's better half. The glistening white seemed to stop too abruptly, with no shading between it and the black. It was more like someone had taken a bite out of it, and left it hollow. You could see the line where the moon ended, and the night sky began, but it almost looked like you could see the hollow inside too. I'm not going to lie, I preferred the smiling lunar-man to this eerie sight. I wanted to hopscotch across the space and fill the moon up again, so it was restored to it's former beauty.
It got me thinking, we can all see different images and ideas, in the same physical object. It's like cloud gazing; often one person can see a pattern, yet their friend has no idea how the cloud resembles that thing! Sometimes we notice things that others don't, or we interpret things in a way no-one else does. I wonder why that is? And I wonder why there are just some things we can never explain to anyone else, because they purely don't see it, or understand. If we could combine our understandings, we would be wiser than we ever thought possible!
But I guess that's just life isn't it. We have to learn from other people's wisdom, in order to try and see the things we can't quite on our own.
Word of the Day: hopscotch - to journey quickly and directly usually from one far place to another
I've decided to define the word of the day, as most of you who read this are too lazy to look up what they mean! To be honest, I don't blame you. I probably would be too!
It got me thinking, we can all see different images and ideas, in the same physical object. It's like cloud gazing; often one person can see a pattern, yet their friend has no idea how the cloud resembles that thing! Sometimes we notice things that others don't, or we interpret things in a way no-one else does. I wonder why that is? And I wonder why there are just some things we can never explain to anyone else, because they purely don't see it, or understand. If we could combine our understandings, we would be wiser than we ever thought possible!
But I guess that's just life isn't it. We have to learn from other people's wisdom, in order to try and see the things we can't quite on our own.
Word of the Day: hopscotch - to journey quickly and directly usually from one far place to another
I've decided to define the word of the day, as most of you who read this are too lazy to look up what they mean! To be honest, I don't blame you. I probably would be too!
Monday, 4 October 2010
Just The Way You Are
"When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change, because you're amazing, just the way you are..."
This should be something that we all know, and all accept about ourselves. But how many among us, especially among us girls, can honestly say that this is the case? How many of us can look in the mirror on an average day and say to ourselves: yeah, you're actually amazing.
Here's the irratating thing though; it's true!! God created each one of us individually and beautifully because he loves each one of us. It says in the Bible we are all "fearfully and wonderfully made" meaning God wanted us exactly how we are. Somehow, we should be content with that, but I would definately be the pot calling the kettle black if I told you I, somehow, had this feeling nailed. I just wanted you to know that you are incredible, because I really believe it's true. I look at people I know and love, and I know that God made them the way they are, and he loves them just for that! It's hard to grasp, but I want you all to know that. However, like I said, it's not the easiest thing to realise about yourself.
Which brings me to my next point; when other people make you feel like that. Let me please point to the obvious example: boys. Sometimes, it is other people who make you realise you're amazing the way you are. You know, sometimes it's when a guy holds you in his arms, or it's when a guy tells you you're beautiful, or it's when a guy sparks such a nympholepsy inside you, that you can't contain the butterflies in your stomach, sometimes it's when these things happen that you truly realise, you are amazing the way you are. I know I speak from experience here, when I say that one of the most incredible feelings in the world, is when the boy I'm crazy about looks me in the eyes, and tells me I look amazing. Or when he holds me in his arms and gives me a kiss that takes my breath away. I know I can truly be myself around him, and I'm so lucky to be the girl he looks at... But I'm getting sidetracked!
I guess I'm trying to make two points here.
1) Somehow, we need to grasp the fact that we are beautiful, and we are amazing, without being solely reliant on others to enforce it, especially guys. Simply because it is true.
2) If you are a guy, and you have a girl, make sure she knows you think she is amazing just the way she is, because you have no idea, and I mean seriously no idea, just how incredible that feeling is.
Word of the Day: nympholepsy (couldn't be more fitting for today, I've got to be honest!)
This should be something that we all know, and all accept about ourselves. But how many among us, especially among us girls, can honestly say that this is the case? How many of us can look in the mirror on an average day and say to ourselves: yeah, you're actually amazing.
Here's the irratating thing though; it's true!! God created each one of us individually and beautifully because he loves each one of us. It says in the Bible we are all "fearfully and wonderfully made" meaning God wanted us exactly how we are. Somehow, we should be content with that, but I would definately be the pot calling the kettle black if I told you I, somehow, had this feeling nailed. I just wanted you to know that you are incredible, because I really believe it's true. I look at people I know and love, and I know that God made them the way they are, and he loves them just for that! It's hard to grasp, but I want you all to know that. However, like I said, it's not the easiest thing to realise about yourself.
Which brings me to my next point; when other people make you feel like that. Let me please point to the obvious example: boys. Sometimes, it is other people who make you realise you're amazing the way you are. You know, sometimes it's when a guy holds you in his arms, or it's when a guy tells you you're beautiful, or it's when a guy sparks such a nympholepsy inside you, that you can't contain the butterflies in your stomach, sometimes it's when these things happen that you truly realise, you are amazing the way you are. I know I speak from experience here, when I say that one of the most incredible feelings in the world, is when the boy I'm crazy about looks me in the eyes, and tells me I look amazing. Or when he holds me in his arms and gives me a kiss that takes my breath away. I know I can truly be myself around him, and I'm so lucky to be the girl he looks at... But I'm getting sidetracked!
I guess I'm trying to make two points here.
1) Somehow, we need to grasp the fact that we are beautiful, and we are amazing, without being solely reliant on others to enforce it, especially guys. Simply because it is true.
2) If you are a guy, and you have a girl, make sure she knows you think she is amazing just the way she is, because you have no idea, and I mean seriously no idea, just how incredible that feeling is.
Word of the Day: nympholepsy (couldn't be more fitting for today, I've got to be honest!)
Tuesday, 21 September 2010
Insanely Lucky
Ok, so it was probably because I spent an amazing evening with some of the best friends in all the world on Saturday night, that I felt a slight downer the next day. Don't get me wrong, I was so happy in the morning; buzzing from the night before. But once you have had such a good weekend, especially one living with one of your best mates, you can't help but feel a little... blue when it's all over.
And this got me wondering, why was it that I felt blue? What was the actual reason? The answer I came up with was simple: I am insanely lucky, and I had no idea.
No seriously, it sounds cliche, but I really rely on my friends. To be honest, I think I rely on them more than they know. And to even have one friend I can always turn to, let alone the numerous wonderful people that surround me, it's just astonishing to me. After all the mistakes I've made, after all of the times I have let people down, even after all the times I have just made things complicated and awkward (please let's not count, the number keeps going up), my friends are still there. They are still with me.
And for that, I am not only insanely lucky, but insanely grateful.
I know people who won't keep in contact with their "friends" when they go to uni, but I genuinely hope and pray that I don't loose those around me now. God has provided me with wonderful people, and without realising it, they are all a credit to him.
If you have one friend who you can rely on, and who means the world to you, tell them. Let thm know you're grateful. You are insanely lucky too, and I bet you don't even realise it yet.
There was no Word of the Day today!! Bad times...
And this got me wondering, why was it that I felt blue? What was the actual reason? The answer I came up with was simple: I am insanely lucky, and I had no idea.
No seriously, it sounds cliche, but I really rely on my friends. To be honest, I think I rely on them more than they know. And to even have one friend I can always turn to, let alone the numerous wonderful people that surround me, it's just astonishing to me. After all the mistakes I've made, after all of the times I have let people down, even after all the times I have just made things complicated and awkward (please let's not count, the number keeps going up), my friends are still there. They are still with me.
And for that, I am not only insanely lucky, but insanely grateful.
I know people who won't keep in contact with their "friends" when they go to uni, but I genuinely hope and pray that I don't loose those around me now. God has provided me with wonderful people, and without realising it, they are all a credit to him.
If you have one friend who you can rely on, and who means the world to you, tell them. Let thm know you're grateful. You are insanely lucky too, and I bet you don't even realise it yet.
There was no Word of the Day today!! Bad times...
Tuesday, 14 September 2010
Roll With It
Hey, so, here is what's on my mind today: change.
Yeah, pretty large topic. And I know it can seem a little, "teacherish" but, just roll with me OK?
You know how there are some people in all our lives who are older than us, wiser than us, and just generally there to give advice? Well, I met up with one such person the other day. There was a rather large topic that came up between us, and that was, yep you guessed it; change.
Now, you see the thing is, I'm not sure if I'm a fan of change? And I don't really mean the change that is happening to me and my friends simultaneaously. No, that kind of change I can deal with, because I create that change. I chose to go to sixth form. I chose to make the transition from GCSE to AS Level (a transition I've been warned about many a time!). I'm choosing to go to University and to study... well, that bit I haven't chosen yet! But all of that was my decision, yeah I had guidence, but ultimately it was I who made those choices. And while I am making those choices, so is everyone else, and that's great, because we can stumble and slide through them together!
That kind of change I'm cool with. It's the change that I have no control over that, let's be honest, annoys me! The kind of change that means so many people I have grown to know and love move away to different parts of the country. The kind of change that takes away people I don't feel I have had enough time with. The kind of change the moves away one of those people who I talked about at the start, the ones who are there for advice? The kind of change that makes me feel like I'm losing control....
And here's the kicker; I have no control! I never will! And it's not like I'm going to turn into this divine, ambrosial figure who will suddenly either have control, or be fine to let it all slip past without so much as a bat of her long lashes.
You want the second punchline; that's OK.
Change is going to happen, whether I like it or not. There's absolutely nothing I can do about it. We can either roll with the punches and benefit from it all, or sit back and resist the inevitable. I don't think the latter is a good option, do you? I guess at the end of the day, I just have to trust it all to someone who I believes knows what he's doing. Who knows, it may turn out to be ambrosial beneath the surface after all. :)
Word of the Day: ambrosial
Yeah, pretty large topic. And I know it can seem a little, "teacherish" but, just roll with me OK?
You know how there are some people in all our lives who are older than us, wiser than us, and just generally there to give advice? Well, I met up with one such person the other day. There was a rather large topic that came up between us, and that was, yep you guessed it; change.
Now, you see the thing is, I'm not sure if I'm a fan of change? And I don't really mean the change that is happening to me and my friends simultaneaously. No, that kind of change I can deal with, because I create that change. I chose to go to sixth form. I chose to make the transition from GCSE to AS Level (a transition I've been warned about many a time!). I'm choosing to go to University and to study... well, that bit I haven't chosen yet! But all of that was my decision, yeah I had guidence, but ultimately it was I who made those choices. And while I am making those choices, so is everyone else, and that's great, because we can stumble and slide through them together!
That kind of change I'm cool with. It's the change that I have no control over that, let's be honest, annoys me! The kind of change that means so many people I have grown to know and love move away to different parts of the country. The kind of change that takes away people I don't feel I have had enough time with. The kind of change the moves away one of those people who I talked about at the start, the ones who are there for advice? The kind of change that makes me feel like I'm losing control....
And here's the kicker; I have no control! I never will! And it's not like I'm going to turn into this divine, ambrosial figure who will suddenly either have control, or be fine to let it all slip past without so much as a bat of her long lashes.
You want the second punchline; that's OK.
Change is going to happen, whether I like it or not. There's absolutely nothing I can do about it. We can either roll with the punches and benefit from it all, or sit back and resist the inevitable. I don't think the latter is a good option, do you? I guess at the end of the day, I just have to trust it all to someone who I believes knows what he's doing. Who knows, it may turn out to be ambrosial beneath the surface after all. :)
Word of the Day: ambrosial
Sunday, 12 September 2010
Hello Blogspot :)
Well, here I am, finally creating a blog.
A good friend of mine encouraged me to create a blog, she said it would be, and I quote, an inspiration. Well, I'm not sure where she got that from. I can almost guarantee this won't be an inspiration! But I can do my best in other aspects.
Basically, all I want to do is write. I don't remember when I came across this revelation, but I know it's true for me now. I want to voice my thoughts, the kind of thoughts a lot of other teenagers my age are thinking, but just don't say! The kind of thoughts that so many don't know we have! I want to write little creative things that I come up with and don't know where to put. I want to fit Dictionary.com's word of the day into every blog I write! I want to somehow squeeze God into the mix. I want to make you think. I want to challenge you. Most of all, through it all, I want to do Him justice.
Maybe you won't understand what I write. Maybe my semantics won't be clear. Maybe it will only be through some strange kind of subaudition that you'll get it. Whatever, I don't mind. As long as it makes you think. :)
Well, that's a pretty hefty list! So I better get cracking!
Word of the Day: subaudition
A good friend of mine encouraged me to create a blog, she said it would be, and I quote, an inspiration. Well, I'm not sure where she got that from. I can almost guarantee this won't be an inspiration! But I can do my best in other aspects.
Basically, all I want to do is write. I don't remember when I came across this revelation, but I know it's true for me now. I want to voice my thoughts, the kind of thoughts a lot of other teenagers my age are thinking, but just don't say! The kind of thoughts that so many don't know we have! I want to write little creative things that I come up with and don't know where to put. I want to fit Dictionary.com's word of the day into every blog I write! I want to somehow squeeze God into the mix. I want to make you think. I want to challenge you. Most of all, through it all, I want to do Him justice.
Maybe you won't understand what I write. Maybe my semantics won't be clear. Maybe it will only be through some strange kind of subaudition that you'll get it. Whatever, I don't mind. As long as it makes you think. :)
Well, that's a pretty hefty list! So I better get cracking!
Word of the Day: subaudition
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