I know that everyone is talking about Susan Boyle, and I'm afraid I'm no different. And it's because she is so very inspiring. She challenges us to look at ourselves, and see ourselves in a whole new way. I don't know about you, but I find myself lacking.I was going to post a link to the YouTube site for you to watch the clip of her singing again, but I figure that by now you'll already have seen her, and probably more than once.Everyone - the 3 judges included - was mocking her. There was no support - even Ant and Dec seemed to be waiting to laugh at her. But when she opened her mouth and began to sing - when the audience shot to their feet, applauding and shouting, marvelling at the beauty of her voice - I realised then that I had done exactly the same: I had judged her by how she looked. And I don't like that about me.I pride myself on being better than that, on being the kind of person who accepts people as they are rather than how they may look. Turns out, if we're honest, each and every one of us is as shallow as the other. I was humbled by her talent, and grateful to have been shown a valuable lesson.I truly hope that this lady has a wonderful time ahead of her. I don't want her to change; I loved her exactly as she was, so excited and so delighted with all of the attention. Perhaps it will mean more to her because she is not a child, because she has nursed her mother and never been kissed. I don't know. But whatever happens in her life, I hope she enjoys every single moment of it. And if I ever get the chance to meet her, I would like to say thank you to her. She is, and will continue to be, an inspiration. Good luck to her!
Obviously, because I haven't been going to work, I've had a lot more time on my hands. I mean, 24/7 is a lot of time!And I've been spending a great deal of that time thinking about my life, our life, and where we should be going, what I want to be doing. What I am doing is realising that I'm not where I thought I was going to be.It's not a bad place - I have a great many friends, and some family, and I have a job that I enjoy. I have a husband who is also my best friend, and I have 2 cats who have decided that we're not too bad to live with. So don't think this is another whingeing blog, because it isn't. Really. It's just a place to start, I guess.A favourite author of mine has said that you have to think positive; to be successful, you need to think yourself there. So I've been trying to do this. The person I want to be wouldn't do that, so I won't do it now and I will be the person I want to be. If that makes sense.And talking with Paul the other day, it suddenly fell into place. I realised how very pessimistic we've become, always looking on the dark side. "Hope for the best but be ready for the worst" sounds great, but in reality doesn't that mean that we're always actually anticipating that it's going to be the worst?So. Knowing that I thought the worst was going to happen just a few short weeks ago, and obviously it didn't (otherwise, how freaky would this blog be?) means that I'm feeling more open to the good things.I've decided that I'm going to think positively. I've started writing again (and am loving it) and I'm thinking only positive thoughts about it. And it really seems to be flowing. My health seems to be improving in leaps and bounds, because again I'm thinking positively about it.I go on holiday in May - I am sooooooo looking forward to the break! - and I am positive I shall be very much lighter, much fitter and certainly have a more toned body.I am being positive that you all will understand where I'm coming from and try this for yourselves. After all, if I can do it so can you. Be positive, act positively and you will feel it. Let me know how you get on.
I realised this morning - whilst whingeing because the new phone I've ordered has yet to arrive! - that I am an exceptionally lucky person.No no no, I haven't won the lottery (no begging emails, please!) and we haven't suddenly been given huge pay rises. No, I mean we're lucky in that we are able to have all of these gadgets around us.Okay, let me explain: I am writing on a lap-top (much prefer this to the large, desk-bound computer), we have a huuuuuuuge TV (47"!) with dvd player with surround-sound, we have cable TV and a PS3 that allows us to play blu-ray discs, I have a Nintendo Wii (I love it - tennis has never been so accessible!). Both my husband and I have mobile phones already, even tho' I am upgrading to a Blueberry (when it gets here!); we both drive and have our own cars. But with all those gadgets and grown-up toys, do we really need them? I'm sat downstairs (supposedly recuperating!) and Paul is upstairs on his computer. We are both members of Facebook, and doesn't it tell you something when we have to read what the other is thinking? There isn't a conversation between us - I can sometimes hear him tapping on the keyboard, and I'm sure he would say the same. But we've lost something, don't you think?I know - I sound as tho' I'm complaining, and I'm really not. Just pondering. And maybe this has come about because I am unable to log onto my email at the moment, and maybe you think I'm just rambling. But, when I see the pictures on the TV of the starving people in the world, and all those who have nothing - it puts into perspective the kind of lifestyle that we have. And we're not rich in the monetary sense at all. But we are rich in many other things - and I'm beginning to annoy myself by feeling dissatisfied. When is it enough? When do we say, no more, I've everything I need? Bit of a heavy question, I know. But I was just wondering.
